My Little Piece of Sky

And as I write this, I'm right beside my window looking out. It's raining outside, and the clouds are too low, you think I could touch them. The rain's so fine its almost invisible. Yet I see them.

Something about today wants to make me look up to the skies. I should be somewhere else, doing something else. Yet I grabbed a chair, placed it right next to my window, and stared out. Do I see something? Should I see something?

I don't. But I suddenly feel that this is my place today. If something ever comes out of this, I'll tell you soon. For now, let me enjoy my piece of sky by my window side.

You?

It surprised me. It took me but a moment to realize how much I like you. I mean...you?

I should have known it from the time I started dreaming about you. From the time you started showing me the extra attention which I thought bothered me. When you stopped paying me the extra time, I kinda missed it. But...you?

I dont know where this is going. Or if it is even going somewhere. My heart tells I should just go on with the ride. But my mind tells me I've been travelling too far and wide without really going anywhere. This shouldn't really be a difficuly decision. It can't be...you.