The sky is happy, I thought,
'cause I can hear his humming melody
I mimic his tune as I sipped my warm coffee
I can see him beaming at me
And that charming smile that lures the birds
The sky is dancing, I thought
as I gaze from the window of my English class
His little worlds of white and blue mold
as they passes through his face too fast
Each smiling down on me
The sky is sad, I thought
His eyes were red, still fighting back the tears
I frowned and laughed, soon a wry smile
I pluck a string, each note of the tears
They all dare to fall
The sky is crying, I thought,
His tears were falling down my face
I closed my eyes and shared his pain,
though all he does is to pierce me,
stab me with those iced crystals
I hugged the sky to soothe him
because you never want to dream
your love being melancholy
Have you thought my mind yet?
I love the sky whether his smiling or not
Because he stays by my side and I endure everything,
All the pain he always causes me, and all the knives he stabs to me
Because just seeing the sky makes me blue
And you know that it is always you
-2:11pm skyxrbbn
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Poetry"i have nothing to write i am not even free not until i find the sugar for my coffee"
