You remind me of the rain.
A soft tapping on my bedroom window in the middle of the night
Sweetly begging me to let you inside.
Then sometimes you are a fierce wind.
Pulling me back and forth with all every bit of strength you can find within yourself
And I never know if I’ll live long enough to see the sun again.
I would stand in the middle of it all either way.
I would let you inside without a second thought
And I would happily let you tear me down.