You’ll find me in the rain,
Right in the eye of the storm.
As the tears of somber clouds fall,
I think of you.
I stayed for too long,
Never taking shelter.
I was always in the rain,
In the eye of your storm.
I made the choice to leave,
Dry off, and take care of me.
I no longer loved the rain
And I no longer loved you.
But now I have learned
To appreciate a storm,
For the clouds too
Sit heavy with troubles.
And when the tears of somber clouds fall,
Here I will stand,
In the eye of the storm;
You were a hurricane
In human form.
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