You;
an exploding sunset
a blessing to the world
if only I were truly who you needed me to be
if only I was constructed of rose petals instead of hurricanes
I am not the one you deserve
I wish I was as fresh
as the morning air casting dew onto sprigs of grass
I wish I was as beautiful
as the sun peaking over the mountains after
a night as long as infinity
I am not what you should be blessed with
I am returning you with none of what you\'ve given me
I am a hurricane, an earthquake, a tornado
and you are light