395 – Storm

Looking at the clouds
I see the sadness
In your eyes.

Looking at the clouds
I know you’ll never
Learn to love.

Looking at the clouds
I feel your hands
Around my throat.

Looking at the clouds
I hear you whisper
Your goodbyes.

Looking at the clouds
I feel the warm drops
On my face.

Looking at the clouds
I mourn the memory
Of your lips.

Looking at the clouds
I hear the thunder
Getting closer.

Looking at the clouds
I dump my feelings
By the gutter.

Looking at the clouds
I see you walking
In the rain.

You always loved
A good storm.