I see lightning in the back of my eyelids when I blink and I'm reminded of how it rains every day now;

every

time

I

think

about

you.

I love you as the unbridled rain loves the saturated soil. As much as the cumulonimbus clouds adore each other that they cause electricity when they collide. As much as the tempestuous waves love the coastal rocks that they so endlessly lovingly caress.

Maybe it's unwise
for me
to expect you

To love a storm
like me.