Before I met him, the world was still. Silent. Calm.

I was alone in a small sailboat bobbing upon the waters. Clear sky. Middle of the ocean. Calm.

Then he came along, and became the wind in my sails. Speeding off into the sunset together, racing towards the horizon.

But when the storm came, he wasn’t there to guide me into safe waters. I was alone again, but this time cold and afraid.

I realised I don’t need the wind in my sails.

I have my own paddle, and thats damn well all I need

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