The curiosity is ******.
Hell hath no fury like this storm.
Look outside and you'll see...

The winds uprooting trees.
The thunders shaking mountains.
The rain is drowning titans.

I want to be in the middle of it all.
I could live through it.
I could let it consume me.

But I wouldn't run away from it.
Not while there is still wind in my sails.
Not while theres still passion in your eyes.

Whatever the result.
Go through it or not.
Either way its worth it.

The storm will not be my enemy.
The storm is an experience.
The storm will help me find who I am.

You're not the enemy here.
You're no villain.
I've come to believe no one is in this situation.

We are two people who fell into a storm.
Whatever you do...
Please don't ride the wind without me.

Your enthusiasm
Your smile
The way you light up the room
When you giggle.

No, it could not have been anyone.
Its you. You make me write.
You over flow me with poetry.
You're my library.

Everything i said is true.
You are my muse.
I refuse to forget you.
I can't get you off my mind.

I know what it is.

Its us talking for hours.
Its us not seeing time pass us by.
Its us thinking of what could be.
Its us wanting to know where it will go.
Its us dreaming, hoping, wondering.
Its us wanting to feel each other.
Its us...

I know what I want.

Its me wanting to kiss you.
Its me wanting to prove myself.
Its me protecting you.
Its me making sure youre all right.
Its me wanting you.
Its me trying to fix things.
Its me...

Theres a light at the end of the bridge.
That flash of green...
It matches my heart beat.
It reminds me of you.

It was flashing when we first talked.
It was flashing when we fell for each other.
It was flashing when we talked poetry.
It was flashing when we touched each other.

It still is...
Our days are numbered.
Our talks will cease to be.
...and are we flashing?

I don't want this light to fade.
I don't want you to move on.
I don't want you to forget me.
I don't want you to leave.

Remember me.
Think of me.
Talk to me.
Feel me.

Theres a light at the end of the bridge.
That flash of green...
It will always be linked to you.
I can't help not look at it and smile

It takes time to let go.
To stitch yourself up,
To mend and mould those pieces of yourself that you willingly gave to others.
But there are no regrets. It just takes time.
To let go, to recover from the past.

But maybe...there are things i don't want to let go.

I lost a war i didn't get to fight.
I lost a war i didn't want to fight.
I lost a war i didn't know i was fighting.
I lost a war i didn't want to lose.

But I salute you.
The honesty.
The truth.
The trust.

You didn't fall soldier.
And if you feel,
That you might burn out,
Or lose yourself:

Rise
And rise again
Until lambs
Become lions.

Thank you for the conversation.
Thank you for the memory.
Thank you for the touch.
Thank you for the poetry.

Know this...im still here for you.
Still here to help.
Still here to listen.
Still here to hope.

And who knows?
Maybe one day...
Faith might smile on us.
And give us a poem to write together.

My tears may drown me.
For I am the rain.

My thoughts may cover me.
For I am the clouds.

My mind may confuse me.
For I am the wind.

My anger might consume me.
For I am the storm.