The sky is clear blue now that winter has passed over
I can see the clouds swirling slowly, they’re free now that the bleak gray winter’s sky no longer hinders them
These spring clouds are like my feelings for you, Maria. . . sadly.
The winter did not kill these clouds, and neither did it kill the love I still feel for you after all this dormant time
I realize, as I stare up into the sky, watching these soft white wisps float and swirl together and away… That they’re continuously the same while also not,
Like my feelings – everlasting, but not
These spring clouds are always there ever-steadfast, but they’re also not
Because they’re renewed each second by the evaporating water around us
Like these spring clouds, I realize… my feelings for you are in constant flux, a romantic equilibrium
Some of my heart’s longing for you dies, but every day, no… every minute, they’re renewed by new feelings of care, love, regret, need, and want – all for you
With every new thought of you, some feelings die, and new ones start budding
Will my heart be like the sky? Always filled with clouds of you forever?
Is it tragedy or is it beautiful?
I wonder what Justin would do if his princess could not be with him… how many clouds would his heart bear? Or would he be strong enough to erase them all…?