He is a Storm

He is a storm,

and storms devastate,

but every time he hurts you,

you hold your breath

and bear the hurricane;

repeating to yourself,

One more chance,

One more breath.

Just one more

and you’ll fix him.

Until one day you can’t

hold your breath anymore,

and you are

half a stormy evening,

one tear stained night,

two minutes

and five seconds

away from breaking down.

And you realize,

you cannot fix anyone,

not until you fix yourself.

Nikita Gill