The Eye

Where did you come from? I can't write because I can't describe you. It's like this calm tornado. Like the eye of the storm that we sit in. While everything spins around us in chaos but I'm looking at you steady and still. Trying not get get consumed and swallowed in the storm but with you holding my hand I can't even feel the rain. What are you supposed to do? (Freak out!) Remain calm and take a deep breath before you dive down deeper and deeper. How do you give me this overwhelming calm and make my stomach hurt at the same time? And how many days have you been there? Forever? You were there something? Did I manifest this in my mind, because you're more real than I couldn't dreamed up.

Plunge Down.