When the rain pours,
thunder strikes,
and no one is around,
can you hear me calling you,
or do i just disappear,
if you turned around,
id be there,
a step or two behind you,
like a shadow on the sidewalk,
but you keep on walking,
i cant always be here,
i need to walk away,
but I'm like a magnet,
I'm the negative,
you are the positive,
we go together,
but only when you want it,
a jigsaw that doesn't quite fit,
in the same book but different chapters,
only together for the sake of the reader,
i call your name a few dozen times,
but like always you don't hear a sound,
the thunder strikes again in my heart,
the rain pours from my eyes,
falling down in the street,
invisible to everyone who walks by,
I'm drowning and no one will hear me crying.
-Bee-