The Raindrops in My Thunderstorm

You always were and will be precious to me. It was your presence which provided me with the comfort I never fathomed having, needing or wanting. It brought me the comfort I had never known I required for myself. Your presence was the comfort I had selflessly been pouring outwards, to everyone and everything, without keeping any for myself.

You were the comfort that is present in raindrops. I crave it to this day because, with each passing night, I become familiar with the chaos and madness that runs rampant inside my head. I am working day and night to eliminate some of that chaos, but that comes after recognising and facing it. Confronting the madness that runs wild in my mind, without caring for the heaviness it encapsulates it. It is ironic as to how during all this unseen chaos, I crave your comfort, yet I know that to be back in your life, I have to end this madness.

I miss you with every passing day, and with every new memory I create. It is when I am left unconsolable, that I realise the only reason I had strength was because of you. It was your comfort, the safety you provided me with that kept me unbelievably high and mighty.

Inside the thunderstorm which stays in my mind, disrupting every sliver of happiness I finally get, I miss the comfort your presence had. When I couldn’t calm the thunderstorm inside my mind, the comfort of your presence presented as raindrops. The raindrops which with every drop comforted me from the terrifying thunderstorm inside my mind. The comfort of your presence protected me from the unnerving, cold, and dark thunderstorms, by making me feel safe with every raindrop.