Part 3

The sun still shinese, yet the raining continues, heavier and heavier. Who is the sky crying for? Who is the sun shining for? Two opposites, tears for sadness, and light for hope. Is the sun shining for me? To tell me there's hope? Then the rain? Are those your tears? Are you yearning to be forgotten by me?? There's no more "It's alright" feelings now, I'm daggling on a thread. In danger of falling into an abyss where only you can reach. Would you?