As she gets stronger I get thrown deeper into her chaos, deeper into love with her.
I’ve found comfort in her thunder and the cuts from her words in the wind.
I’m in no rush to get to her eye.
I don’t want to experience the peace that’s life without her.
As her hurricane dance comes to an end, I’ll be grateful for the destruction she left behind.
A response to you making my life unhealthy. A quick reaction to show my displeasure. An almost violent reaction to a loss. /// \\\ I wouldn't let you come back, not unless you were brand new. I wouldn
Always creating scenarios to feel alive, hopeful. Always holding too tightly because what is life and love with no logic, control. Freely letting guards fall to not know each other later. Finally rele
I lost control [!] then I lost control [...] I let it go a few times. I ran from it a few times. I tried to pick it up again too, but I just couldn't carry it anymore. I kept it movin. I had absolute