I say talk to the hills, touch the ocean and then look at the sky, the way you are feeling is me, but you won't understand or see me, because I'm the darkness, not the light. And as always you would just ignore me to look at the light again for it is the showers in my garden, my solemnly lucky fate, you will never know that I looked after you when the light captures your vision again.but this is forever for me to make sure you're fine and that's what I do everytime but that you, will never remember for the sake of better.
Please tell me how this was