The darkness comes
on a sunlit day, reaching with its hand
of little comfort or warmth
Shadowing the promises
of ribbon shaped clouds
floating silently in harmony
with my heartbeat

My mind drifts softly
through this high rise window
slowly streaked in sadness
but transparent so that I may see
into the fabric of my memories,
desperately fighting the fears
as a slight smile forms

Collecting teardrops,
so many shed, flowing anguish
embedded of a loss
outlining the cracks in my heart
etched in tomorrows
now lost to yesterdays
when today I miss you again