Falling From the Cloud to Jealously

She has it
A skill
I never had
She spins her finger
In inky pens
And creates stories
Light as clouds
 .
We used to have
A fairytale friendship
It was like living
In sweet puffy clouds
It was effortlessly
A pure mutual love
 .
But then
It all changed
And I
Dropped out of
The cloud
Onto
The cold rainy reality
 .
I will never
Be able
To strike lightning
With words
To startle people
With soaring speeches
Raising them
To the sky
It is all
Above me
 .
Now that she has
Made it big
Whenever
She offers to help me
I feel like
She is looking down at me
From up on top
Of her cloud
 .
I always
Try to tell myself
That she
Is the rainbow
And I
Am one of the supporting clouds
If I’m not there
She is lopsided
But I know
She doesn’t truly
Need me
Anymore
 .
I think this poem is a bit like a reprise of “Rainbow”

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