ponder more

My eyes behold a sky one night,
And It seems so long ago'
A perfectly painted portrait of you and me,
Be-speckled with blue and gold.
I sit and ponder more,
Asking questions that have no answer,
And simply should not be questioned.

It strikes me that times you were there,
It was truly your simple soul,
That gave the stars their perfect gleam.

But now I'm sitting here at midnight,
Remembering when your days rushed out like a mint wind.

Am I undefined without you or am I a fighter?
But In the end I became much stronger,

So thank you for helping me shine brighter, and making me a fighter.