Girl watching sky from the pov of a cloud ☁️
Today everything was suntouched with kisses
Still, she was in grief as if something she misses
I wonder why she loves taking pictures of me
Or maybe there is something above me that I can't see
At night it feels as if it is only me and her
When she sits on the roof talking about love yet is a blur
Yesterday when she cried watching the moon
Moon whispered:-"Crystals will fall from the slope of her cheeks soon"
I wonder what makes her cry so badly
When she sits to talk to my friends(moon, stars)so sadly.
I can feel the heaviness she no longer holds
It precipitates even when my heaviness unfolds.













