Sky

When the sky was Blue

You were here,

Rebuilding me

Making that independent, self loving

strong girl into a

composed woman, loving people.

Then, the sky got Bluer

When you persuaded me

in becoming less independent

And to take that big

Lean on your shoulder.

Bonding was it?

The sky got Pink

When we grew together

The attachment

3am calls, long messages to wake up to

them pictures, until our iclouds were full

Oh, it was perfect. Memories!

When the sky got Orange

We decided we needed more

To love each other from a close proximity

3am calls to 3am pillow talks

Those long messages to long night drive talks

This time even memories were jealous

The sky turned Red

You chose your dream over love

You wanted me not to take that lean on you anymore

Suddenly to be strong again

To loosen up the attachments

Only because you think you chose what is best for us.

Now, the SKY is Black

Our memories are reaping out of the clouds,

It's pouring cats and dogs.

There is thunders of distant love and anger!

I am soaked in tears from the clouds

Barely alive, wanting the sky to change its colour again.