The Sun

The sun is suppressed by the clouds of my mood.
May it never light the skies for anyone but for you.

The snow, sleet, and rain falls like my tears for you.
The longing to stop those tears but never will they,
So long as my longing for you falls.

I see the light of day but stray away for I do not desire that light.
For as long as my tears fall there will always be longing for you.
-ellathefreak