Maybe the clouds will cry again

You felt alive
but you didn’t want to be.

Wish I could’ve helped,
But you’re too far away by now
to hear me
(the wind carries my words
in the opposite direction).

Surrounded by the sky,
I wonder how someone could be
so beautiful
and not even know it.

The clouds keep asking for you-
trying to connect the wisps of fog
into something that can hold us
(it never works without you-
we keep falling through).

There’s nothing left we can do
besides sit on broken skyscrapers
and try to fly away.

Please come back
and help us rebuild the world again.

We are nothing without you.