Sunshine waits past the storm, that’s what they say.
With you, the world bursts in bloom, a kaleidoscope, a Belly full of laughter, forgetting the woes of the day.
Are we good? Maybe in lulls, a future we await, But bills loom, echoes of parents, that last breakup, I passed on.
Two days turned yesterday, a blur and a fight, Fueled by whiskey, a promise you couldn’t keep tight. Swore I’d be done, swore I wouldn’t take less, But here I am, drawn back by a heart in distress.
Maybe it’s shared years, a comfort, a groove, Your voice, your touch, a calming I can’t disprove. My love’s embers, though faint, haven’t turned to ash.
But our rhythm stumbles, a discordant clash. Black and white keys on a piano untamed, A melody lost, a sweet song unnamed. Days merged into weeks, a forgettable haze, Aching for moments to fill lonely days.
A part of me sleeps, laughter turned to a sigh, Kids’ smiles a flicker, life a questionable fate. But somewhere, a tune, a hopeful refrain, Whispers of sunlight after the pouring rain.
This new melody beckons, a hymn to be sung, To break free from silence, to rise, where I belong.
