Goodbye, blue sky!

Well, it was always gonna happen. I knew it. I wanted it to happen. All of us. But what I didn't know was that, how much it would hurt when it did happen. I feel empty now. A sense of ... of deprivation. You know that feeling, you feel you can reach out, stretch as far as you can to reach for it, but it goes away. You scream, you shout. But it just keeps receding, a twinkle in its eye, a smile on its lips. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friends.