Tears fell like rain, and thunder
Was rolling in my head
How could it be, I wonder?
I heard your voice instead

I listened, yet in silence
I felt you touch my cheek
As the storm raged in violence
I couldn't even speak

I saw you whisper slowly
"You needn't talk, my dear"
Your hand was soft upon me
"You know I'll always hear"

Smiles shook my lips; in winter
The wind thus shakes the snow
"My sweet, please do not whimper
You'll have to let me go"

Will you be back? I shivered
Please say you will! I thought
"Perhaps", you sadly answered
"Our lives may change, a lot"