The sun rose this morning behind a curtain of clouds. But today is no different than any other morning since that day in July when everything changed.
Since that day there have been clouds every day, and the only time I see the sun is when I look at you and remember the days once upon a time.
The only sun I see is in your eyes, and the way they speak of both the absolute goodness in you and also the quiet sorrow you must feel sometimes.
The only sun I see is in your smile, and the way you can make everyone around you feel that they are important and special to you.
Once upon a time I would be able to stand beside you and talk to you and see those eyes and that smile up close, and to imagine that sometimes the smile was for me. Once upon a time I felt important and special.
Once upon a time you might have believed me when I said that I loved you, even though I shouldn't have loved you.
Now I see the sun from a distance, and the clouds appear each day, obscuring your light from my view.
But I still see your light. I know it is there, even when the clouds are thick and black. And your light is the one thing that guides me and inspires me.
Sitting alone in the early morning, writing these words to you, I know that you will not read them here. Outside my window I hear the sound of a solitary bird, and I know that it will sing its song, even with the clouds obscuring the early light of day.
So I too will sing my song, hoping that it will carry through the darkness and perhaps it will reach you, and bring you some of the light that I still have for you.
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