The Flood

How little the clouds think when they glow white forming shapes tossing about when filled with moisture oh how grey they will be until they shed themselves of this heaviness like a heart in love skips a beat but when broken you can literally drown you see Then those tears oh how they flow how is it possible to love someone so and they think of you as the lowest of low others say they have loved many and the feeling soon goes I want to ask them; are you sure you were truly in love because I would have no time in my life to do this over and over again It is there trapped inside of me no matter what they do or how little they show I still love them with everything I am and know oh sure I have loved and do love they come and they go but I find it impossible for someone to move on if they have been in love with their true soul it is different and as those heavy grey clouds fills so full and sometimes it has to just explode shedding tears of what it has found oceans, lakes, streams, and creeks were formed all because a cloud was filled with all that is moist My heart is full of love and when they need me I come forth but all through the day it is that one I think of if only they could see this or that joy how I wish they were here for more than myself I would love to give them all of this love until then I am a heavy cloud waiting to explode knowing they will never come but even though they let me go it is them I love my five senses I wait to share in joy to grow old loving life in their arms instead of always patching up this arc in my flood Bear with me, I am having a life change and caught up in it. Thank you to whomever helped get my other poem featured. I was very excited to see my name. lol The poem was an emotional one however. lol The truth but very emotional, as you see I am emotional on everything. lol So thanks, and please don't be too hard on me. :D