My Spirit Flies To You

The sky cried this morning - that was how I felt it.  It has been quite a while that it rains so heavily.  Drove and drove of your friends came to pay your last respect.  Just looking at, probably, hundreds of them, I am sure you are being missed.

I can't help it that I am feeling a little sad just looking out from my window.  We never really talked but often, we would just make the eye contact to acknowledge each other.  As you left, the rain stopped too.  And I am praying, may you rest in peace.