Sister, Sister in the sky

I never knew my sister / yet I feel as if she's always with me / like the lingering chill in the air / after a shower of rain.

I don't know about you / but I'd like to call myself a pluviophile / because I like the way the sun shines through my greasy hair / yet I'd take the rain any day. 

Sometimes I wonder if she sees me in the clouds / through all the water droplets in the sky / and if the raindrops are mixed with her tears / as the sky releases it's contents.

I think of her as I dream / sometimes I can see her face / and it looks exactly like mine, as it should / she was my identical twin.

What would it feel like to meet her in the sky / and finally embrace her after all these years? / I'm so tired.

Sister, sister / bring me to you / shower me with your tears / and steer me off course / you'll never cry again.

Sister, sister / I am tired of missing you! / please send me to the clouds / so my clammy hands no longer go through your chest. 

Sister, sister / I can feel your presence as I drift to sleep / please make this the last and final time / I wish to sleep forever. 

Sister, sister / how lovely it is in the clouds / I am no longer calling your ghost / yet you are calling mine /and we shall live forever / at last in the sky.

-@uniquely_insane.