It is funny how people relate the ones they love to eternal objects like the shining sun or a rising star, and often associate clouds to darkness,gloom,despair and fear.

I cannot be deceived by that which is unreal,and hence, you are like those very clouds that people dread of. I metaphorise you to those clouds that belong to my personal sphere, always letting me see whatever I need to see of myself. The scorch of the sun, likened to my inner conscience,reminds me every time of your absence,while I keep looking up with the hopes of seeing you again.An umbrella or closed doors with fans(the other people I know),fail to distract me from the thought of catching a glimpse of you. Continue reading