with half open eyes i waited for you to come, but the rain came instead. you were staying and i was going. but where, where do i have to go, your arms are open and strong my desire. my frail fingers grasp with all their might and there isnt a storm long enough threw which you cant hold me tight. everyone knows that hearts are being broken on a daily basis, there is not a way around the mess and the casualties of love. i had forgotten the stress and strains but something in the sound of the rain makes me remember it wasn't long ago i held you and begged you not to leave, and begged you to leave. i thought for sure you would be here with your duffel bag the next day. but you weren't so i let that dream go away. and it did, and i let my dreams fly of because there wasn't another way to exist in your life my mind was in too much strife and the ego wouldn't let me breath, i was choking on tears that burned liked knives in wax. hearts that know my name have sounded the same and now there is a difference in the sound of the rain. i cannot recall all the ways in which that fire burned that night but i let it go so you could show me the love i always wanted and knew i would never have again. but your not always the only one and there are somethings let undone. days will stack up and the relationship will crack and fall over. life hurts sometimes and then its over, drunk or sober.