She has a heart like thunder,
That booms conspicuously.
A heart so loud,
it touched even these faint ears.
She helped lead me on a path
I didn’t know I wanted to go on.
She found in me,
a dormant sign of electricity.
She discovered in me,
a blossoming self-love.
She believes in me,
more than I can say about myself.
But that’s really all I need;
a persistent propagator.
Because if I am given up on—
if faith in me is lost,
I will lose faith in myself too.
But I will never have to worry,
for her heart is like thunder.
And if lightning strikes upon misfortune,
she will remind me of the rainbow to come.