The thunder rolled, and we lost our way, A love once bright, now shades of gray. I held your hand, but the grip grew cold, The story we wrote couldn’t be retold. The winds may howl, but I won’t break, A shattered heart can still create. After the storm, the skies will clear, I’ll rise again, without the fear. The love we lost will light my path, After the storm, I’ll heal at last. Your smile remains, a soft refrain, A memory carved from joy and pain. Though the rain still whispers your name, I’ll move ahead, no one’s to blame. The winds may howl, but I won’t break, A shattered heart can still create. After the storm, the skies will clear, I’ll rise again, without the fear. The love we lost will light my path, After the storm, I’ll heal at last. Every scar tells a tale of grace, Of finding light in the darkest place. Though we’re apart, I’ll hold you still, A quiet strength, a boundless will. After the storm, the skies will clear, I’ll rise again, without the fear. The love we lost will light my path, After the storm, I’ll heal at last. And when the stars shine bright tonight, I’ll thank the storm for giving me sight. Love doesn’t end, it just transforms, And I’ll stand tall, after the storm.