Torrential Downpour

This is how I feel now.
The morning after yet another round of sorrys.
The morning after seeing you that way, still hurt by Stephen.
I really do know the way you feel now.
Every emotion is colliding within me
But through all the storm that you're sleeping through as I write, just know.

Know that I will always love you.
Though you may or may not feel the same, my love will translate into caring for you and being here for you.
After this trip though, please understand.
I cannot see you anymore.
I will not keep doing this to me and to you.
When college comes around I cannot say what will happen... But please forgive me if we aren't close.
I think you understand now the extent.
Just please let this storm pass.
For with every drop was beauty.
The darkness was a gift.
I realize It's not the storm that will heal us, it's the sun after I've passed.

Good morning Abby