Yesterday’s Leftovers

I feel like yesterday’s leftovers, she says
But to me she shines brighter than the stars
On a new moon night, in the month of May
My happiness derived from her laughter afar

Aloof, broken, aching, she trembles into the night
But to me her beauty surpasses her grief
Loosing sight of her bright lights
I reassure her, fix her, refresh her

She might feel like yesterday’s leftovers
I pull you down when you’re low, my best friend says
I want to tell her she’s like the sun in the summer
Brighter, stronger, lovelier each day.

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