Starts

The aftermath of a storm comes in waves. A surge of the tide pummels the blocks you've set up, drowns the slight calm where you could breathe. Words were said that cannot be taken back, you've placed this elephant out in the open and let it speak, and now you have to follow up and walk it through the town. It terrifies you. For so long you were trying only to make it to this moment; once it's passed, this is the time to actually swim.

Barricade yourself under a tin roof while the rain pounds at your edges. When the clouds let up, stroll the streets of your city, this old love of yours, it looks brand new in twilight, it looks brand new under the soles of your freed feet, it looks like it did when you first met and fell in love and everything was possible because it still does and it still is.

You got lost for a minute. It doesn't matter.

You are back.