Forget the Absolutes

Cloudy days have become days that I devote to you.

Long gone are the days when I seek the sun and the blue skies.

Pareidolia has become my domain.

A life with you, when we are not limited to door-crack glimpses of the life we could have had.

No more do I depend on external factors that shape my life and decisions.

All I have to do is look up and see you.

Imagine the maybes, and forget the absolutes.

Cloudy days have become my norm, and I am okay with that.

As long as I can still see our life in the skies, I am okay with that.