"Weather Or Not" - @PaulTheEsquire
Your probably. Your maybe.
Like cloudy days with Sunshine.
Some are just storming.
While other days, it's some shine.
Hot and cold, wish that we wasn't just sometimes.
But some time along a day, the sky goes from clear skies to cloudy.
Similar to how the room can go from quiet to screams loudly.
The drops that fall aren't from the skies.
They're more like rain that falls from your eyes.
Keeping my demeanor while trying to make our grass greener where our love resides instead of focusing on the hue of lawns from other sides.
And I can't tell the weather of us being together.
Because even the weather man lies.
And despite that, I'm still prepared to deal with your rain.
To deal with your storms, to deal with your pain.
The Lightning of you enlightening, the deep sighs that form blustering winds from your pain, and the pleasure of your thunder from down under let me know that it's worth it just to experience your sunny days again.
So I'm focused on keeping you smiling to keep my sun shining.
But when it rains, it pours.
Being unsure of the shores strength and constant changing in tides, my eyes would cry storms if my emotions weren't dammed.
The motions of my oceans of emotions and notions of waves exploding, exploring deeper depths or reaching higher heights of my plights to finally touch the clouds that are storming.
I never knew how much I could hold in and take before the levees would finally break.
The pain came in ponds.
The rain came in rivers.
Trees and debris of our bonds.
Love came through like a storm in my life.
Attempting to destroy things and people in my life, unearthing insecurities, burying confidence, uprooting fear.
Leaving parts of my scattered for miles on end and me alone to search for each piece of my foundation to try to rebuild myself.
Eyes so flooded, beloved.
The sunshine can't come any quicker.
Was up to my knees in sorrow.
To borrow your heart, I would swim this road. Chase this pavement.
Dead ends or waterfalls.
Whichever overflowed and let me fall....into you.
Caught up in emotion. Love looks like an ocean and I can't fucking swim.