I will rip the storm from the sky and bring it crashing down around you. Then you will truly understand the storm in my eyes.

I will thread my fingers through the sky and stand before you, dripping and stained by stars. Then you will see the constellations scaring my veins.

I will envelop you in the passion my heart holds. The heat reminding you how fiercely I could've loved you.

But then, as the weather calms, you will fall to your knees, lost at sea, finally understanding how bad you hurt me.