Bright

I've come to believe the world is dark.

It is harsh, it is cruel, and unfair.

But right now, there's a spark.

With sky-blue eyes and sunshine hair.

Her name is like a drop of rain

- Claire - so pure and light.

And so I think, and think again,

about what in this world is right.

At her voice, I'm called to smile.

To laugh and talk and try.

To stay and sit around awhile,

watching the world go by.

My darkest thoughts are different now.

Like they're drifting far away.

And it's because of you - somehow,

you turn night into day.

Your light is life, your words are magic,

and I am forever bound.

And once I would have thought this tragic,

but in your spell, I have been found.

I stutter, stumble out my name.

And offer up my hand.

And I'm so very glad you came

to this little newsstand.

I could watch your smile for hours.

Listen to your laugh for days.

I'm lucky that you feel the same,

blessed by the love in your gaze.

In this moment, I have learned.

Of love and loss and hope.

Why I would risk being burned-

why fall down so steep a slope?

Because, I know, and forever will,

love is a light needed to breathe.

And I never even knew I could until

you came and you made me believe.

I know now the world is fair.

Dark to balance out the light.

And for every one thing that is wrong,

there is one completely right.