Storm’s Beginning

I had forgotten how easily you can make me cry.

Because I am afraid someday

you will make me say good-bye.

Your moods that shift and change awry.

I know you are broken

but so am I

and yet I care about you

so before you sigh.

Let me tell you my love

how I care so deep

that in time I hope you emerge

from this hazy sleep

that depression has caused

you to sink under.

The man I know lies deep within

his soul as beautiful as lightening and thunder.

The clouds will be chased away

and someday

the rainbow will fill your eyes.

The storms will never be far away

but listening to them

can be helpful

so I say,

pass this time alone if you must

but please remember

I will come to you,

with no fuss.