eye of the storm
some say that if you want to truly know someone, look them in the eyes and you will see their souls come alive. when i look into her eyes, i see storms: fifteen-foot tall waves and catastrophic tsunamis, massive earthquakes and erupting volcanoes, monstrous monsoons and disastrous tornadoes, burning hot forest fires and chaotic hurricanes that wipe everything in their path. i see all the colors of this universe magnified by the millions, if not billions. she’s like the first hit of a drug coursing through my veins; a high that has no limits and no bounds. it is pure energy and my soul is electrified by it. my god, everything is telling me to walk away from her but i can’t because i’m in the eye of her storm, and as strange as it may seem, i know that i am safe here.
— n.d.