Haze

No rain, sleet or snow today, but clouds upon clouds upon clouds. I can hear my mind sigh while I stare out the window at the endless grey. Why I am heartsick, I do not know. My bones ache from the humidity and cold air. Why must these days be so depressing? I feel like mother nature is spiting me for living in such a technological world. Computers, cell phones, hair dye, tanning salons. Everything you could imagine that is totally unnatural. That is the world I live in. Not a world of natural beauty, but rather, a world of concrete and glass and steel. I do not see the haze as it would be, I see it through a mocking pane of irony. I never want to take it down, ever. I'll just leave it there for as long as I possibly can so that I can appreciate it and never forget that I had it. I never want to forget the way I felt then, I'll always remember. And that may be hindering my abilities, but I don't care. I loved it, until it was taken away from me. But even then I loved it, I still love it, and I never wanted to lose it. But it was not my choice. I wish it was, because it never would have ended. Never.