There used to be this cloud in my life, it came as abruptly as it left. It comforted me when i was at my weakest, made me laugh when i was at my saddest, and told me im not stupid at my ugliest.I was at my weakest then. This cloud came, and i shot it with angsty questions, which it replied with, almost always a " well..." , and offered me many philosophies, along with it's really cute fake caucasian slang.This cloud has left. Probably, left me for someone else it can cheer up, for someone else who'll appreciate it more than i do, for someone else who's at their weakest too?Recently, something happened to this cloud, and it didnt tell me anything about it. I was, in fact, the last to know. And even so, it wasnt the one who told me. I knew it from the others. Yes, i am hurt.But, i'll wish this cloud all the best too, in wherever skies it has taken off to,Labels: where'd you go? \ i miss you so.