It's pouring outside,
So I'm thinking of you,
Just like you told me to.
The rain is falling,
The lightning is streaking.
The thunder is booming,
And my eyes, they are leaking.
My tears fall like the rain,
My head pounds like the thunder.
The darkness of death
Has pulled me way down.
The rain has slowed now,
And the lightning is gone.
The moon has come out,
But the thunder and haze,
They both remain.
With each spurt of rain,
The pain in me deepens.
I miss you my dear,
With all of my heart.
I know you'll never see this,
But it alleviates the pain.
The only other way for that,
Is to see your face again.
Missing you forever,
Your dearest cousin,
Skie Giovanni
