And sunlight won’t shine back… Thick dark gray clouds are holding her back.

Slim times -like a well peeled apple skin- allow me to see her, calming my thirst. But the pollution joins the persistent clouds.

And the selfish fear grows in me… the big new fear of one day not seeing her again, for as long my time is time in this life. What life? Without sunlight, I’ll kiss it goodbye.

Not strong enough to shine trough it all. Sunlight, I’m all confused, lost in the dark.