Just then the thunder rolls along with your beautiful brown eyes. You laugh is lost in distant rumbles of heavens heavy sigh. You hand in mine I hold you close and gently kiss your cheek. I go to speak and my voice is lost as I come wide awake. For the promises I made while that storm rumbled were simply in my dreams, a long lost hope that you’ll come home and forgive me for my mistakes.
I so long to hold your hand and kiss you wide awake, to hold you through the nightmares that like my dreams keep you awake. If you come home I promise you I’ll show you my hearts desire. This simple script is only a taste of the promises I have yet to make. I’ll never say always instead I’ll show you every day because I was a coward once my hell is to miss you every day.