Days Passing

In my eyes, stormy clouds darken and fill my skies; only to block my visual of you. I sit here , high on the throne; I think alone while mere images enlighten me on what to do. I want to believe you are their and I don't want you to make the mistake that my heart don't care. I stand here waiting in the distance, knowing that when the time is right you will be with me. Even though you are away. I prepare a place for us to stay. Fore this mood is just the passing of another day.