Empty

Today,

Somewhere

between black and white

The

sky cries

And

the willows weep

Yet,

streams still flow,

The

world turns

I

miss you so much more than yesterday

Today,

Is

not black,

And

Today,

Is

not white.

Today

is the lead of a pencil

Starting

sharp

Ending

dull

Strong

and sturdy

Yet

Still

breakable