"...and the sound of distant thunder."

Because the burn inside of my chest is damaging my memory of you, I have to stop and remember that what you have told me is true. The burn is exploding, but the fact remains that the truth is imposing. The truth is that I have never left you wondering, and as I lay here, you leave my mind tumbling. As I'm tumbling, I wonder why you are miles away from my frozen heart. Miles away, I know that you're asleep and in the dark. I'm not losing this fight. I've gone to sleep and I will drench the burn. The truth may have found me, but now, it is my turn.