
He is gone.
He is gone.
And now what do I do?
I wait.
I... shine.
I turn on my light once again
and I wait.
For what, I don't really know.
He came in splendor-
A flying ship with black sails
He landed on my shoreline and never left...
Until now.
And, my shoreline is empty.
So... I'll wait.
And I'll shine.
But the waters are so rough.
When he left, he took the calm with him.
Why would anyone land in this dreadful storm?
My dreadful storm...?
I am the storm.
I sigh- wind.
I cry- rain.
I yell- thunder.
I strike- lightning.
I wait.
I shine.
Come to me, I will not strike you.
I will not yell.
I will not cry.
Cradle yourself in my shore.
Without you, I am empty.
Fill me.
Shove your heart in the empty space where mine once resided.
Bring the calm with you.
I'm sick of raining.
I'm sick of thundering.
I want to kiss- sunlight.
But, I wait.
In the storm of me, I will wait.
And shine.
Always shining.
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