Rainmaker

I know the feeling
of haunting thoughts  
that whisper lies
into every action you see
and twists every line  
into another circle.  
 
Never thought I'd be the cause.
 
I believed myself capable
of calming troubled waters
when the waves came crashing down.
 
It's hard to face not being that strong.
 
Looking for the storm clouds,
all I've found is a metal sheet
and a lot of noise
and too much thinking.
 
I don't have the proper weapons.
I was armed for chasing clouds.  
 
Our moments are certainly magic
for us to fight so hard  
to hold onto them.  
 
To be greedy enough  
to want more.  
 
I want to be lost on the ocean with you.
 
Gazing up, hand in hand
at the wonder that our hearts reflect.
Basking in the vast feeling  
of the universe  
and your touch.
 
Never mind the storms
until they return.
 
...and they always do
 
and I don't know how much I can take
of watching your heart break.  
 
We keep having our eyes ripped open hard
 
when all we want is to look at the stars.