stormclouds and happiness

The girl is windy.

And it’s rising like a storm on the horizon, making my waves tremble with the feel of it.  But it’s electrifying.

if this is as worse as it gets, I’m okay.  I’m okay if its not too.  I can handle it.

And while I’m shaking slightly, like the wind has pushed me slightly and made my steadfast steps a bit more
hesitant…

I’m still not afraid.

Considering where I’ve been, and where I want to be headed…that really says everything, doesn’t it?