The sky might be one hundred degrees
with the sun being brilliantly bright,
but in my head, the sky is falling grey
storm clouds, I’ll stay in bed all day.
I know I can’t check out like that
so I’ll walk around in a haze
in my head, the girl is just right there.
I can easily reach out to her,
but the warning system is broke.
Advisories are telling me
to stay inside, stay protected.
I’m not afraid
of a little weather coming my way
I can always climb to higher ground.
It feels off in this downpour
surely the floods are going to block out
my well established exit plan.
I’m nervous when I’m around her
what if this current deluge meant
I couldn’t live without her?
There is a difference
between need and want.
I’d spend a lifetime in eye of the storm
if it meant I’d be with her.
I can read the calm
well before the wall causes damage.
In my head, I know I need to love her.
There’s something epic about her
she can shatter the previous records.
Im in a storm surge
when I’m around her
I wasn’t meant to keep my head down
and none of this is predictable.
If I can keep my head just above water
even when things are sinking
I’d rather grab onto her,
and forget all my worldly possessions.
Even when my eyes
are stupid and closed
I can hear thunderstorms coming.
The power in the lights they flicker
I know how to settle and get to shelter
but in my head
I just need to love her.
no matter what the forecast says.