I was stuck under your thumb

and you held me down until

your print was stamped onto me.

When you allowed me to escape,

your thumb hovered over my sun

and your shadow created storms.

And I thought the rain from

those storms were watering my life.

But, when your thumb found someone else,

the sun began to shine again.

Welcoming the warmth of the sun

was the hardest obstacle of my life.

I had lived with your storms

for so long that I had forgotten

what being warm felt like.

But once the sun warmed your ice away,

everything grew and became alive.

Everything became awesome.