Blue Sky
- Oct 10, 2017
- 1 min read
Is it wrong to hate the world? For the injustice it brings? For the cruelty it gives? For the shortcomings that made everything so hollow?
I am not a fan of loving. Love is not that easy, I know. It isn't the source of pain. Yes. It's because of the feelings you gain through love, not love itself. My heart has been broken into pieces a lot of times. It was played with. Thrown into a loop of lies, then shattered. My tears were waterfalls, I had cried countless times.
So who are you? To get to know me? What do you intend to do?
I don't want to believe you. My heart has gone through enough. Now I am lost. Confused. My mind kept sending me warnings but I can't stop thinking about you. I hated you. Hated you with passion. But...you, you're like the blue sky. You reflect it perfectly.
Your smile, makes the world light up.
Your frown, makes the world seem so cold.
Your pout, makes the world glimmer playfully.
You were the blue sky.
The vast unending sky.
The sky that reflected the ocean.
The mystery of the world.
And the unreachable place for me.
The unattainable.
The Blue Sky.
One I can only see from a far.
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