Breaks

The wind breaks, as does my spirit,
The rain poors, drown my sorrows in it.
The stone lay still, like my heart,
The lightning crashs, takes me apart.

Don't act on your will,
Leave me here,
Perturbed; be still,
My head will soon clear.

Reconcile, but I still cannot,
If only I could, take that shot.
I don't know if I care enough,
Or whether I feel it's just too tough.

Please, act now,
I need you here.
Make me the vow,
For I love you dear.

The wind breaks, and up I look,
The rain poors, and in it I dance,
The stone lay still, yet I shook,
The lightning crashs; I'll take my chance.

Will you act?
I think I need you,
Thoughts abstract,
Yet a clear view.

EDIT: Rationale~
Speaks of a couple fighting, and the need for reconciliation (sp?). He doesn't want to fix it, and thinks he'll get over it, then he wants to reconcile, then he needs her to reconcile with him. The guy wants to makeup, as he loves her too much to let her go. And so his spirits brighten, but yet he is still lost in thought.