The Calm Before The Storm Poem by Ana Sanchez

The way things were was my happier place. Where you would look at me stare into my eyes like I was your sunrise. Hold my hand and I'll feel your warmth within. Your gestures would make me smile. Your smile would captivate my inner child and I'll look away from my shyness.Now things are so different, your lost in your own world. You don't smile, the calm before the storm was when I had YOU completely to myself and now we are strangers who share the same bed. I miss those times where we would talk all night. Now there's complete silence. Space was granted like a thief who exchanged your soul for a corpse. The amount of love I have to give won't suffice to what is waiting to reoccur. Not knowing is my fear. The fear that we won't be ONE again. The calm before the storm is that your my tornado and I'm your current.