It began to downpour
And a sense of regret washed over me
I shivered with familiarity.
I saw the winds pick up and for a second
And I forgot how to breathe
It was déjà vu.
I saw lightning strike a tree and burn it down to the ground
And I felt a sharp pain in my veins.
I sat at the window
Staring at the scene before me
Watching everything being destroyed and torn apart
And in that moment,
I finally understood
I’d always hated thunderstorms
Because they reminded me of you.