I sit and stare out my window
as the rain starts dropping down and the lightning strikes
i hear the thunder very soft and light
it reminds me of your voice
so calm and deep
the rain is starting to pour
the lightning is getting worse
the thunder gets louder
it is making me remember the horrible day
when you where back with her for the third time that year
the louder the thunder the more it reminds me
then as the thunder gets just a little louder
i remember me punching things
hurting inside
you even saw and didn't say a word
the very next day when I walked right by
you grabbed my arm
as you hit that hand I jumped back
you took my hand softly in yours and looked closely
you took you fingers gently over my hand
I moved my hand in pain as you went over it softly with your fingers
you looked at me with those soft caring eyes
i remember when I pulled my hand away and was going to run
that you looked in my eyes and you said under your breath I'm sorry
the thunder is softer now
the lightning not as much
the rain is just a drizzle now
showing how things always clear up
