Summer Breeze

At some point It was easy.
It was like having a summer breeze brush against my cheeks.
Her kisses...Were unpaid for and breezy.

Now there is a thunderstorm outside.
And my thoughts are mere wishes for better days.
But those days just slide
From week to week
They collide with the words you say that break my heart.

I'm one step away
From stepping out of this hurricane.
But I'm human and weak.
It has taken an awful lot of time.
To feel the raindrops on my back.
Scarring as if were acid rain.
I would have to be in love or insane.
To just stay where I am.