She Was The Storm

by Cherie Avritt

you were a flower blooming before his very eyes

i let you make me feel bad about myself

i was so focused on the idea of getting you to love me that i didn’t notice i was better off without you

i spent too many days curled up against the window listening to the rain incapable of getting over you

just because someone once hurt you doesn’t mean that everyone who comes after them also will.

i still think about you when my hands slip between my legs in the middle of the night even though you hurt me i can’t stop thinking of you

someone who will love you for who you truly are is always worth the wait

we are all the same in more ways than we know and we should love each other for that reason

love never dies. it is only reborn.

do not resent yourself for how slowly you are healing

what happened was not your fault you did nothing wrong

she was the hurricane whirling through the landscape taking no prisoners taking all the power for herself

stop questioning your instincts and start following them

i will hold you tenderly when the world hurts

she was the light beaming from behind the mountains illuminating the lost souls and bringing comfort to the broken

how are you supposed to follow your heart when it is broken and bleeding?

the world piles on top of me my breathing is constricted my lungs cry for air

is this what love is supposed to feel like

we are only searching for things in others that we wish we had ourselves

i want to give you everything i was never given throughout my life

touch my soul gently with your hands