cloud

everything about someone who i mention as cloud
he suffixes everything he says to me with " ma'am "
maybe these were the tiny things which blew me away
day by day he started filling up himself in the sky of my world like a cloud
as high as the cloud none could ever reach

as the cloud never leaves and stays
in the ever so high sky
nevertheless of the sky being bright or dark
he stayed
maybe that was the reason he was the cloud of my life

but clouds morph themselves to give you rain and maybe thunders too
he was my bestfriend forever
maybe i wanted more
maybe i couldnt
maybe he felt the same
maybe he didnt