I really like the sky. I'd talk to the sky a lot, look at the sky.
The sky made me laugh a lot, made me happy.
Then the sky went and broke my heart (sort of).
I was angry at the sky. Wasn't the sky supposed to be decent? The sky was- IS very decent.
The sky isn't indecent simply because the sky broke my heart.

On that note, I'll continue talking to the sky in hopes of something different.

-Miss Eirian.