Rooftops

This was my place once
A place to sit a little taller
And feel the sun a little warmer
Just a place to lie still and dream,

But you decided Vanity
And took the highest place
A place for you to claim the sun
And talk of pointless things

But now you've left,
For attention yet unknown
So I reclaim my place
And whilst the ink, it stains the page
I'll watch the setting sun