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I have this habit, to look at the sky. Today the s

I have this habit, to look at the sky. Today the sky looked back to me with lilac eyes. 
I smiled.
Looked down and I remembered those grey shades, I once adored and adopted as my own self. The sky like me, is obsessed with shades. Maybe the sky too likes to hide. The clouds are the same. The sky hides behind shades of its hues, the one that it scatters from its love, the Sun, turning it different shades of crimson and not blue.

But today I felt I saw its eyes, the cornea was not in the corner but standing like a pupil in the storm of its own flood, of tears.
The sky is lilac.
Maybe it always has been, and I just see it, with the shades I put on to hide myself. Behind the clouds of my smile and scattered by light of my love. Sometimes pierced through the heart making me bleed my grey as downpour.
Sky
Is in me. Or me is in sky.
Or we both are just the horizon, with many filters, as shades that we put on
sky smiled. it looked the same
its the problem of my eyes 
it thundered. sky is lilac today. maybe it always have been. to see the reflection, we need to remove our shades off.
I have this habit, to look at the sky. Today the sky looked back to me with lilac eyes. 
I smiled.
Looked down and I remembered those grey shades, I once adored and adopted as my own self. The sky like me, is obsessed with shades. Maybe the sky too likes to hide. The clouds are the same. The sky hides behind shades of its hues, the one that it scatters from its love, the Sun, turning it different shades of crimson and not blue.

But today I felt I saw its eyes, the cornea was not in the corner but standing like a pupil in the storm of its own flood, of tears.
The sky is lilac.
Maybe it always has been, and I just see it, with the shades I put on to hide myself. Behind the clouds of my smile and scattered by light of my love. Sometimes pierced through the heart making me bleed my grey as downpour.
Sky
Is in me. Or me is in sky.
Or we both are just the horizon, with many filters, as shades that we put on
sky smiled. it looked the same
its the problem of my eyes 
it thundered. sky is lilac today. maybe it always have been. to see the reflection, we need to remove our shades off.

sky is lilac today. maybe it always have been. to see the reflection, we need to remove our shades off.