We Run Out Of Things To Say

It's been a long year, and we sit in silence. I dream of what the years to come will bring me, but for now, we watch the sky in our world. It's like by this time, we just don't have anything to say anymore. The stories tend to run shorter, the days more relaxed. Time for sleep is now. The year brought rough waters, treading through the rain, mud-slick roads, tripping along the way. Many times never even wanting to get off the bottom. Always seems like you had barely enough to breathe.
Now, as we lay together, we are alone. Hold tight to the stars above us. There's nothing left to sing. The music stops, leaving time to reflect. The winter nights bring an odd sense of peace to the world. We wonder all the things that went wrong, they don't matter anymore. When it seemed so stressful, damaged, I pick up the pieces of my puzzle and begin to place them, one by one, back to where they should be. I may have lost a few on the way, but I can manage without a corner piece. The puzzle still shines it's own beauty.
Dust the books off, and remember. Remember all the reason you took that rocky road. All the reasons it was worth falling apart. With eyes wide, you can see the blue of the sky. Where was it hiding? Maybe you just didn't look hard enough before. Maybe this time around, you'll remember to look up and realize you're not the only one with a broken heart. Remember to smile, instead of hiding so much.

There was a girl I knew. She never knew the blackest days. She chose to leave them behind for a better way. She took her broken clock and set it to a time where the sun was always shining. Even in the rain, she always knew where to find the warmth. She had a light that never dimmed. In the darkest hour, I could feel she still kept that time when she knew it would turn out ok. And in the end....it kind of did. Never had a reason to shout, except for in joy. Never had a reason to cry, she left those tears. Back in the years she spent in solitude, lost and confused.
Now that it's time to reflect, maybe this time....it's time to leave the dead, cold nights to my memories. And learn how to set my heart free. I'll always have a dark side. But that dark side smiles just as bright as the moon, know that, honestly
It'll all be ok. No matter how many times you fall. If you get back up, you always have a chance to shine again.
Let's keep it quiet for now. Enjoy the end of one chapter. Just remember not to forget,
This time...
Sing it like you mean it.