THUNDER

It was pouring thunder today,

The clouds and mist of air were dancing together as the sky cries its eye out.

I look outside my window,

To glance at the beautiful scenery; my eyes couldn't get enough of,

My eyes can't get enough of looking out for you too,

They keep searching for you everywhere and anywhere,

May that be in the middle of a forest, or in the middle of the crowd.

I look for you but can't reach you,

Maybe it is my fault that my hands are limited and cannot touch the sky.