Feelings of a Pen in a Cloud of Sadness

Tell the one who left He became a stranger His place is no longer the same We don’t talk like we used to We talk formally as if we were strangers We are at the end of that story that we called love Our feelings became the feelings of a pen in a cloud of sadness Written with pens, and lives in the clouds of sadness that rains her grief And her pain is in the heart whenever he bandages his wound.