The art of ignoring your heart.
feeling it break and wanting more.

The art of bearing the sadness daily.
When you could drown in it.

Sometimes I want to drown it.

i do love you,
as sure as i am the skies are blue.
forever melting at your hands.


if one day the waters of our planet dry,
the tops of trees become our horizon lines
as a jealous green becomes the artist of the sky.

so i will love you,
love you blue, love you green.
as sure as i am of the sky.
i will love you through.

it's as if the mist had brought the words you
whispered on my lips

"be with me"

waves crashing on the shore
as the winds took over your mind
the stars as our only witness
suddenly you were mine

you left today. and with you the rain.
the skies cleared, and the wind withered away.
just like that you're gone.

sending praise to the sky for showering me.
making the once frozen droplets fall on my face.
where it is needed. although most when you left.
will you return, and with you the rain?

please clouds, bring back the rain.