When the sky turns gray

When the sky turns gray

I tend to stare

question just how close

we are

with you being up there

me

down here

drifting through time

waiting to join you

renew our love.

So much was left unfulfilled

too damn much was taken away

causing severe pain

that even after all these years

I tremble recalling

crying so many tears

holding you in my arms, saying

it’s going to be alright.

But I lied