I understand why storms are named after people

I felt your approach before I saw you,

Just like a thunderstorm.

I could smell the rain, earthy and sharp;

Taste the lightning, metallic on my tongue.

My eyes opened wide and my lungs filled with your electric atmosphere.

Yes, even before I knew your name, I sensed the storm that you would bring,

But it made me feel so alive,

So alive that I didn’t even mind

The tears that fell onto my pillow

But every cloud can only give so many tears

Before she looks up and realizes

That all that she is has come crashing

Down to the ground.