My Dear Rain, I still remember the first moment I knew you could feel me. It arrived quietly— after I had already been broken, after disappointment had carved its name into my chest, after anger burned itself out and left only ash. Left behind. Again. Unseen. Again. I asked myself the cruelest question: Am I that easy to forget? I gave them everything— my patience, my softness, my prayers disguised as effort. I poured my whole heart into hands that never stopped to look at it

—  for the moon, who always listens  🌙 Hey you, Why do you look so blurred tonight? not glowing the way you used to, as if some part of you is tired — Or maybe, you’re just hiding your light from the world. It’s almost our time again, You know that hour when silence begins to hum, and the stars lean in to listen. I’ve been waiting for you to rise, for your face to find mine through the clouds. Funny, isn’t it? How your mood always shapes mine. When you’re shy, I become quiet

Hey you, Finally. Where are you from? It's been a while since your last visit. I kinda miss you. A lot. What are you doing there? Why are you hiding? Come on, please come out from your hiding, look at me, and talk to me. Don't hide behind those grays. I need you. I want to see you. Your wave of beauty. Your sea of white. Your laugh of happiness. Your tears of sadness. Your wounds of pain and hardships. Your flaws. Your weirdness. Your imperfections. The whole of you. Even you

Skies on August 13, 2021 Hello, my lovely skies; Hello, my bright sun, and whitey clouds. How are you? I'm sorry that I couldn't stay longer. I will miss your sunset today. I'm here just to check on you. to say hi, and enjoy your beauty; before I leave for work. My dear, You're the only one who can make me happily alive. The one who heals my heart and soul. The passionately brightest light of your lovely sun. The attractiveness and glamor of your whitey clouds. and together;

People thought that you had just a regular room window. They have no idea that you are my secret to happiness. ​ My regular room window is my magic tunnel, my secret door to happiness; vitamin for my health; drugs to my addiction; love potion spells to my heart. ​ You are my "Window to the Sky", where I could see everything that is naturally real; Miraculously beautiful; Breathtakingly perfect; ​ It's an Earth's live painting show; where I can enjoy it privately. ​ My skies;