To The Sun

Sun,

please stop coming through my window

you aren't welcome any longer

 

You make me think about him, 

and the way his lips felt

when they grazed my skin

 

You make me remember that

he is no longer mine

and he is the only reason I ever had to believe

that you were beautiful

when you forced your way into my room 

and exterminated the darkness

 

You fill my room with annoying light 

that wakes me up

and forces me to realize that I am alive

 

You force me 

to remember my own existence,

and I beg of you to just 

get out

 

Let me sleep awhile longer.

I am tired