The storm of my heart

M, i loved you, i classified you as a friend, family, i let you in my life. So why did you shut me out. When i realized i was locked out, i knocked on your door to see if you were ok and if it was just an accident, but when you opened your door to face me, you never moved to unlock the screen door infront of it. you said you were to lazy to lie to me but to me it seems you were just to lazy to reach for the lock to let me in.

When you walked away like you thought i was following, i knocked again only to get the same words said before. It seemed you expected me to stay out front so i could keep your garden looking beautiful, you didn't care that it started to rain or that i had no shelter, you just once again closed your door so that the cold breeze wouldn't reach you.

And me being me, i couldn't bare breaking down your doors with the tools i had, being to afraid that you'd catch a cold. I put up with it because after the rain comes the rainbow, the sun. So i waited and waited and waited until i realized the sun wasn't coming and that the rain had made me sick.

I felt my heart shatter with every crack of lightning, i felt myself getting smaller as the clouds brought more darkness and i felt myself giving up as the wind took the petals off the flowers i had nurtured. I felt like telling you about your garden but it was no longer beautiful. I no longer had a part of your life. I finally realized the rain drops were the tears my heart had silently been shedding and the petals that left was the trust and hope i held for you that my heart now didn't want.