i want you to
sleep through the rain;
you once said this weather
reminds you of pain,
the misfortunes that it carries
in its tiny droplets,
almost felt melancholic

I, too,
have the same fear
when the roaring thunder
comes roaming
above my head,
I close my eyes
and lie on my bed

But like what you once said,
we can only believe that
the storm will pass
and we'll be awake someday