As thin needles of water fall from the sky
As if to sew my tears
Into a garment of grief
I look around to see
If there is just one person to understand my grief
Not pity, not offer empty words of consolation
But understand
And hold my hand
Giving me reassurance, comfort, solace
The heartbreak of the sky seems melancholic
Yet not so much out of sorrow
As the inability to share it
And I think, it is not hard to bear a heartbreak
But it is hard to bear it alone