pretty cloud

my pretty cloud in the sky

i'm watching you from afar

sometimes you float up and grace me with sun

and sometimes you come very close

and multiply yourself

heavy and thick raining sorrow on me

still i am blissful

in whatever you give me

i lean on the mystery

of who you are

still i am blissful

in whatever you show me

a real curiosity of who you are

sensitive to temperature

sensitive to moisture

sensitive to the winds that always come

and there are days where you spread yourself

so thin across the atmosphere

that i can't see you

anymore

still i am blissful

in whatever you give me

i lean on the mystery

of who you are

still i am blissful

in whatever you show me

a real curiosity of who you are

hey i'm so sorry you feel sad. i wanted to tell you that i love your sensitivity and i was so glad you called me this morning. and for the messages that you sent me yesterday that i woke up with. i saw when we were calling that your face did change. i'm so sorry