I loved you like I love thunders ,
Something about the loudness, contrary to my silence
But I think I forgot the destruction which thunder and stroma can lead to
Simillar to the mess you left me in
But once you weren't there, I could see
That unlike thunder , you weren't for me
And I'm trying to heal , trying to conceal
And slowly even thunders don't remind me of you
I think one day , you'd be the right kind of thunder for someone,
But for me you were more of a Strom whoes aftermath I'm still battling with
But like I said , slowly your thought doesn't pain
And the mess that you left seems to be something I can deal with
It's been time and I'm just a little less lonely girl now















