The thunder appeared to crack the air, as if the sky might split apart. I looked up the charcoal sky and yearned. Why did I let you leave me? Why didn’t I try my best to save our relationship? Why was I feeling this way every time I see you with her? We used to be happy and I thought it would last forever. How I wish I could bring back the past, how I wish I’m still in your arms and not her, sharing dreams and plans. I know I have to stop this jealousy. Time to move on.