Keep your feet firmly grounded.
Firm.
Grounded.
Dont open any windows.
Its stale and functional enough to live.
Maintain. Be stable. Be fine.
But I opened the window one day cause I saw you on the other side.
The wind blew in, it was warm and revived me,
And we escaped away in it.
For a while we formed forces in this wind.
It twirled around us while we danced.
Something became.

Then this storm came in.
And the wind grew cold.
And I couldn't remember if there was any ground below me.
I panicked.
and lost you.

My windows are shut now again.
Maybe there will be a storm.
No. There will always be storms.
But a warm wind as bewildering as yours,
maybe never again.