Sitting on a cloud

You know I'm there,
Invisibly but there;
I kiss your face,
Every time you call my name,
And then our hearts,
Still tight up high in the sky;
We never said,
That our romance was short or fake.
I'm sitting here,
Watching your steps,
I'm looking over,
Your back with rage,
I cannot have you,
This cloud won't let,
I am your lover,
The one that cares.

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I wrote this poem for a friend that felt distant from this girl and she in the meantime entertained the idea of his love but everything was in the air so I constantly told him that I felt that he was sitting on a cloud looking after the girl and that idea but with little or no efforts to make this romance moving forward.