I set about writing something optimistic tonight.
I don’t know how it morphed into being about the end of a relationship.
I’m not even sure if it is about that.
You decide.
Whatever. I think it’s still, sort of, optimistic.
***
Gee.
Did you see how good the sky looked today?
It found me alone but not lonely
Just nothing to say
It’s me
You saw me.
Ignored me
I didn’t get in your way
‘Cause we’re free
And when the sun
Hits ours eyes
We can suddenly see
And agree
About everything
And that everything is
What it’s meant to be
***
Richmond Road 
Hey this is beautiful writing relating the sky to us. Yes in Perth today, the sky looked great, after so many months of rain!
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I’m going with optimistic.
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yep, me too.
Over is over, no sense breaking dishes about it.
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Anyone who’d ignore you is an idiot. Great poem!
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I agree with optimistic, but I’m an “eternal optimist”, so …🤷🏼♀️
I like your poem. I understand your poetry.
Some “poetry” just makes me scratch my head and feel stupid.
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relationships are tough, hope it worked out!
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Everything always works out. That’s the point. All things become what they are meant to be.
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good to hear!
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