I reckon I saw your face in the clouds today. I was lying in the midst of the spring sunflowers facing God and I saw your face in the clouds. Once I found you, a rage of involuntary sadness grew inside my chest and I wanted to cry...but I didn't because I knew the first time I let myself cry, I accept that you don't exist in my life anymore. So I held my breath knowing if I did so much as to even blink, a tear would gallantly show itself to the world. The sky darkened a few shades as if it longed to match my mood and a raindrop came from your now deformed face in the clouds. It made its way down to earth like it was cold conformation. It landed right in the middle of one of my watering eyes which made them both overflow like the Atlantic. I tried my hardest to put an end to them, I really did, but I couldn't; you were gone and for the first time,
I cried.