I feel it hit
so hard I’m nearly blown to the ground
the winds that say
“we were only passing through”
attempts at catching them are feeble at best
sad but realistic
and painful to witness
changeing myself so I parachute
all to keep the winds that once moved so sweetly
reality hits me again
the winds say
“it was only a matter of time”
I try to maintain this form all to see its blowing me back
why do the winds never stay?
Is the point to simply send you a shiver
then be on their way
to blow past what is no longer loved
or perhaps appreciable
for after a tornado pushes through
nothing can be recognized.