A Cloud's Destiny

Its another cold night
With the clouds nestled in
Holding on to tightly
To things theyve let go of before
"This sounds like me" he says
Whispering tales of arrogance
She nods and holds on
his presence still comforts her
But as the clouds begin to release
As does she
From a fairytale longing to be free
The point is my friend
To not strangle our relation
See the error of your judgment
And place your pride somewhere within it
The sun has come up and brightened the day for the newly freed clouds
They stay translucent in there white lit love
But theres still one, a single dark cloud, holding onto the thing he cant let go of
That cloud is me
Still swollen with the water of my empathy