The shadow that cast light Pt1

This lake reminds me of Veronica, her blue ocean eyes and the sparkle in them whenever she would sit by this lake. I feel her here more than anywhere else. But to be honest to myself, in a deceitful world...there was nowhere else. I remember sitting here many nights, bleaching the air around me as those nights bled into years. My internal compass spun orbits around the dreams I had of her. Every direction was a stretching eternity. Unknown but ever-present, like the lake and the depth beneath. The shadow that cast light.. Veronica, just thinking of her name constricted my veins. She was the fifth chamber of my heart, the place that holds our deepest of emotions. Now abandoned , leaving nothing but handprints pressed against glass, still waiting for her. Lamenting breaths exhaled as i always felt her with me. A false hope continuously replayed her image. I would catch a glimpse of her reflection from the cooling lake, her profile etched into the clouds, nature would whisper her name, and even raindrops would remind me of her footsteps. Those raindrops falling on my skin from the storm above. And with the arcs strobing across the violent sky i call out her name like thunder. The shadow that cast light.