Thunder is a sign of rain
Blood is a sign of wounds
Promises you never kept
Were sign that you weren’t mine
But hope is fiercely stubborn
She clung to me, begging
Whispering that this time was different
I lapped up the thought and stayed
Forgetting that dreams were meant for sleeping
I stayed even when your absence
Filled the room louder then your voice ever did
I stayed, giving myself the excuses
You never bothered to utter
Discarding my heart like it felt no pain
I read the warnings
I saw the ending
I thought loving you would change it
Although my mind kept screaming
For me to remove the rose-tinted glasses.
I was naught but a bridge
One you used to get what you wanted
I finally understood that
I put myself second to put you first
I thought one day you’d do the same for me.
