Poetry of a lost teen

its you

It's you
And if the flowers no longer bloom
And if the sky were no longer blue
And if the sun burnt into ashes
And if it rose from the west
If the earth crumbled and we only tried our best
If the waves begin to hollow
And the wind began to swallow
If the ocean part
I knew from the start
Itd still be you
It's always you
~H1