The Heart of the Storm
February 6, 2018
At first,
It was a gentle patter
Like a summer shower
Covering me with a warm sense of security
I was so lost in his deep brown eyes with the flecks of gold in them
That I did not notice
How strong the rain was becoming
How dark the sky suddenly was
I was blind to the storm
F0rming inside of me
By the time I noticed how cold I was,
It was over
And in its place
Was just another sunny day
As if the storm had never happened
Only the memories remain
The laughs, the jokes, the gentle kisses
The nervous feeling in my stomach
And the dull ache in my heart
When it ended
It was fast
And it was enchanting
You were a beautiful mistake
That I don’t regret making.