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Hearing the thunder roar, The sound of a lonely cry

As I sit and think of your next excuse, your next aliby.

Trying to prove to myself this is my fault somehow

Rain falls rapidly above my head landing on the ground.

Seeing the vision of you and her has made me weak

I can no longer look. I can no longer touch, or speak.

Through the rain, lightening and thundering ahead,

I look up for some answers for the question I dread.



Watching the lightening steadks flash around me,

Knowing if one hit, I would find out my true destiny.

I keep walking and contemplating the subject of "Why."

Through all the thunder and rain, you never see me cry.

Mascara smeared down my cheeks, not so rosy red

Implanted images stuck here in this weary head.

I turn around to see what I am leaving behind me,

Just then, you come into my view and I see.



You never did what others said you have, I know.

You came to rescue me from this, before I go.

You know it could be to late for you to be by my side,

I drift away as I run back to you, arms open wide.

I wonder how I've gotten so far this time

You make loving you seem like a crime.

How do you do it?  How do you make me stay?

I can't turn and go.  So many times I wanted to walk away.