I love the sky.
I love how it is like a blank canvass.
I love how the clouds join it.
How they form figures that excite our minds.
I love how blue it is.
But it can also be pink, orange, and purple and I love it more.
I love how it is like a giant monitor.
How it shows the sun's lovely rays in the day.
How it shows the moon's gentle glow in the night.
How it shows the stars that are glittered everywhere.
I love it even when it's gray.
How it sympathizes to the clouds when they can't bear the rain anymore.
How beautiful lightning looks with it even when they scare the living days out of me.
I love the hope it gives.
I love how we've been taught that angels are there.
But I love the sky especially because you and I are both looking at it.
And it doesn't matter even if we're separated by oceans, by mountains, and by long, long roads.
I love the sky because when I look at it, I know you've been looking at it, too.
I love the sky because somehow... it connects me to you.
I look at the sky frequently and smile like a crazy person.
It comforts me.
Even when I can't be by your side, I'm glad.
I'm glad that He gave us the sky.
The sky that both you and I love.
The sky that reminds me everyday...
To never lose hope.
It won't be impossible.
Because you and I are under the same sky.