True, he is the sky..

He is the sky. sometimes contaminated with blue sky white cloud that just passed. can be read, from his movements, his smile. him, the sky. not the sea that sometimes have large waves and sometimes like a malignant large water monster who sometimes eat the victim.

He is the sky. prefer blue than green. a soothing light blue, dark blue instead of interpreting the depth of the sea.

accompanied by the stars glow bright moon also, giving her a message. but he is not the sky in the morning or afternoon sky. he is night sky. accompanied by the stars glow bright moon also, giving her a message. message, whose contents questioned the contents of my heart. what's right, I'm someone who always wait for the sky at night? the usual waiting for the stars shine, though I knew that night the stars will not "come" to answer all of my feelings.

He told me, asked another. should? I thought. unfortunately, he failed to make me ask the other person. I just save myself the question and my answer here, inside my brain. I just save myself the question and my answer here, inside my brain. and I let my brain volume decreased slightly, but this is just for you. seriously.