the sea sings of
all my sadness,
i hear it in the waves that
beat relentlessly,
in the sky that dreams of softness,
in the sands that stretch like golden tides.

when you broke me the first time
i cried until the tears pooled
into the dark.

when you broke me the second time
i just broke you back for hurting
me so bad.

i break easily because i love
i break easily because i love you.

First of all, there came the breezes,
swirling gently, blowing soft, around;
then the sudden crack of thunder,
still, a far and distant sound.

Gradually, the air grew cooler,
dropping 20 degrees...or more;
then the raindrops played their melody,
and quickly...it began to pour.

I close my eyes and listen closely,
to the drips of pitter...patter;
the sun has gone from sight,
for now, it doesn't matter.

They're bowling up in heaven,
they're hurling lightning spears;
as the water gathers everywhere,
underneath the angel's tears.

A little moisture for the desert,
in a time of drought-parched need;
I meditate upon its fall,
and of our nature's heed.