Ever wonder what it would be like to touch the sky(e)? People say its impossible since its just a reflection.
But to be honest, they're wrong.
You can touch the sky(e), it just takes a bit of imagining and believing that you can do it.
With that said, what do you imagine it's like?
Is it soft? Fluffy? Or is it cold and lifeless like the rain that falls and the snow that freezes our winter plains?
Or can you not touch it at all? For your wings are broken?
But don't worry, we can get you a new pair.
But if they don't work
Tell me, okay?
That way I can become your wings.
For you, you are my sky(e).
And it is up there, where you belong.
Don't forget me will you, my sky(e)?
For I shall never forget you.
Mia/mio cielo.
Mia tesor.
My love.
