The True Meaning Of Loyalty.

I wrote this after some let me down and betrayed me.

Sometimes I think of the sun.
And how bright it is.
I think of all the days I've woken up to it.
And how it has never betrayed me.
Or lied to me.
It has never scarred me.
Or how it has never made me cry.
And how I see that,
It goes away every night,
Just to give me something to look forward to in the morning.

So I sat on my roof, and watched the sun slowly rise into a flaming set of orange.
As a single tear trickled down my left cheek, and onto my lap.