They said that storms went by the name of three: hurricane, cyclone and typhoon.

Even so, all those names could only mean the same thing - wreckage, devastating impacts and horrible aftermaths. With the incredible forces they wield, they are capable of changing thousands of lives in minutes, even seconds.

When I met you, all I could think about was the opposite of what might have come along with the storms. I thought about peace and tranquility. Never have I ever understood (and agreed, for that matter) why the storms are named so beautifully - Hurricane Irma, Hurricane Katrina, Cyclone Dahlia, Typhoon Yolanda. 

But then you became everything you said you never were. In a split second, you succeeded to turn my life upside down, like gravity just stopped working on me. I was all knocked down by your brief presence until all I have left were mere ruins and debris. It was after a long time that I finally understand why they name storms after people.

Looking at it now, I think I might have an idea of whose name they should use if another storm is coming.


6 comments add comment

  • anonymous lover
one year ago

This is sad but so beautiful at the fuck you time

  • ^
one year ago

What? ?

  • Anonymous lover 1
one year ago

Oh shiet autocorrect?it's supposed to be same instead of fuck you, sorry bout that?

  • Lover
one year ago

This is absolutely beautiful.

  • anonymous lover
one year ago

This is so beautiful omg

  • The lady who needs a storm warning..
one year ago

Wow, I feel like we must have met..

Hurricane Kat coming soon.

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