the aftermath

In a naked slumber, I'll dream all this again.

Long after the storm unravels its wrath,
When the winds have calmed down,
And the clouds decide to seek solace,
When the waters breathe in whispering melodies,
And a ray of light has won over the shadow,
The pain is slowly sinking in.

I don't appreciate the emptiness
I hear deafening silence.
I feel security from the serenity.
But I crave the sound of the wind, and the howls of the water;
Because despite all this,
I know you'll still be there.