Only during the storm I use to feel so much peace
The wind tearing into my hair and the cold breeze wickedly caressing my lips like a lovers promise
The waves crashing like the battles of everyday life .
I use to only function in the chaos , it was all I knew.
The only feelings of such highs and lows my heroin , my constant companions as the lows would definitely follow the highs.
Now the storm doesn’t scare me but I no longer love it .
You’ve made me love the calm of the sun in the morning the feel of the sand beneath my toes sinking but not drowning
You’re my calm