Falling Up

Storm

I miss you like someone would miss a storm.

I miss the rush, the rain.

I love the rain.

But when the wind gets hard, the thunder gets loud, and the lightning gets bright, I get scared.

I love the sound of the rain, and I love the feeling of the light drops on my shoulders.

But the thunder makes me shake and the lightning makes me quake.

And you made me ache.

I miss you like I miss storms.

I loved you like I love the rain and the rush.

But I feared you like I feared the storm.

I want someone I can share the rain with.

I want someone I can hold when the thunder claps and someone I can love when the lightning strikes. I want someone again.

I miss the rain.