I could talk about it for days;

The flood.

The hurricane.

The drought…

I could tell you how we were a storm;

And I loved it.

Our love; a storm.

I was; a storm.

Sometimes I can still see; the storm

Deep in my dreams.

Supernatural.

Strong

Fast

Surely someone saw the sea start to rise?

The storm;

Angry

Resentful

Tired.

Ripping through cities

Tearing apart homes

Why did you tear apart our home?

You used to be home.

The eye.

Calm.

Calm.

You gave me peace when my life was a storm.

Calm.

When I am in your arms I am; calm.

When I run to you again and again broken and tattered at your hands I still marvel at your beauty; calm.

God if you can hear me; please.

Give me a storm.

His storm.

Our storm.

My storm.

He is my storm.

And my god is he beautiful.

Aftermath.

Rubble.

I look around me guilt tearing at my heart.

All I see is rubble.

I wanted a storm so bad I let it tear down my city.

And even after it all

As if it was never there…it left.

The storm.

Him.

Him in the storm.

He was my storm.

Is this what heartbreak looks like?

Broken windows

Buildings that took hundreds of years to build tore down in less than a millisecond?

Homes no longer homes.

Streets;

unrecognizable

People;

unrecognizable

You;

unrecognizable?

All anger alleviates from my body

Unrecognizable.

Sadness fills my heart and I become cold.

But not to worry;

It will be back

And so I stand;

Waiting

In

The

Aftermath

Of;

The STorM.