“You are the calm before the storm,”

the chaos and destruction after,

I found a love,

the kind that quenched my thirst.

He didn’t know how to stir me,

so he poured me into a teacup

but honey…don’t you know of a storm in a teacup?

So, he went North and I stayed in that cup.

I riled up, shattered that teacup, but he was long gone.

I found a love,

a love unlike any, and all he said was,

”be the storm, I’ll be the lightning, let’s wreck havoc.”


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