Storm comes
I pick up my pencil
And start writing,
In hospital room all was quiet.
...
Gnashing my pencil
And beeping his monitors
That's all I hear
Except crying rain storm
...
But with the first stories of thunder
I remember today,
What you said -
Struck me like lighting.
...
Even if I waited for betrayal,
But not from my one true love.
You say direct painful words
That stung me like a fireball
...
I know it would be easy to leave,
But I sit here...
Hold your hand, hope for a miracle,
And praying see your eyes again.
...
One, two, three...
Again a new blow,
Branches scratching his window
But he still doesn't move
...
He risked a covering me
He did it without expecting
Anything in return from me-
And steel lightning struck him...
...
Rain pounding on the window sill,
I strongly squeezed his hand
He can't leave,
Without hearing my truth in return
...
That I still love him... maybe even more,
And I don't care stupid past,
I just want to hear his voice again and...
Storm out and I can only wait.