The calm after the storm is when I feel so alone.
The silence after the music turns off, the come down when the high wears off..
The fall after the climax.
You were my wind and I was the ocean, you controlled how strong I am
disregard the fact that I’m vast and full of life, without my wind I lose my waves.
You left and I was nothing but whirlpools and typhoons and sh*t. I was crazy as sh*t
But there’s always a calm after the storm
where everybody and everything sits still for awhile.
— lilnefertarii