As you storm away,
I drop like a crashing plane.
But the ground isn't there to catch me anymore
And I tumble, sinking, through ice-cold waters,
A bottomless pit,
Of all the cracks I avoided,
Brimming with the tears I cry,
As the days thunder on
Without you.

My mind can tell my heart
"Stop bleeding," but
It cannot staunch the waterfall.

Your radio whirrs on.
Is it real or am I just hoping?
It spits out names,
but never yours.

Last night it rained but there were no clouds.
I watch the skies, pleading each star
To keep you safe.

The breeze catches my hair and blasts the tears from my face.
I feel you on the wind.
It brings you home.