There is beauty in dark, sad things

The kind of beauty that creeps up on you

Makes you feel the emotional deep

Like the faded memory of a lost loved one

Like the reverberations of a thunderstorm

Like the ephemeral allure of a bouquet of roses

With the night comes darkness, but also stars.

Like the cathartic experience of a sad song

Like vibrant colored leaves falling softly from trees

Like the beating of a broken heart’s promise

With the night comes darkness, but also stars.

Beauty and sadness are intertwined, connected

One cannot exist without the other

Without darkness, there are no stars

Without sadness, there is no beauty.