You always turn the lights off before we sleep so I can conquer the dark.
When i'm with you everything is in its place, clothes, dishes, my heart.
I want to explore the world with you, I am not longer afraid of what I do not know.

You would tell me about the ocean and how it was your favorite place and about your odd fascination with storms.
But when my mind turned into a hurricane and you blew away, I started to sleep with the lights on again, hoping the ocean tides will carry you home.