the sound of the rain
hugged our memories as i cuddled the pain
shivering in anxiety; wrapped in blankets of your shadow
touching the most fragile parts of me in sorrow.

the sound of thunder
travelled in reverse like how our always turned to never
and in the rolling of silent roars, I look for your sweet voice
as if it's the cleanest noise, and yours is the only choice.

the sound of the wind
whispered all the could've been, all our would've been
caressing your skin the way i should’ve held you close like it’s a sin
my love, can you help me comprehend?