if wishes fell like rain

then certainly I am a storm.

i’ve prayed for your lingering voice

to speak to me again

so many times

that I am drowning in these thoughts.

if you were next to me tonight

the sorrow of this storm

would turn to drops of golden sunlight

and I would flourish again

i have lost myself

in the thought of losing you

each night a dagger in my spine

a ache in my chest

anxiety rides up my fingertips

and explodes out of me

like thundershowers

of pain

wondering where you have gone

if you can hear me

are you looking for me

if wishes fell like rain

this puddle

would turn to ocean

as I wished a million times

to see your face again.