• poemformylove 11w

    I heard your voice from a distant past,
    Calling out my name so vast.

    I thought If I just close my eyes it wouldn’t last,
    But your voice went from fire to the sound of the ground cracking, as your whole world are crashing; At last, I opened my eyes, and you have given up to the thunder that swept us. From thunder to the sound of soft calming raindrops, the storm has finally passed.