Lighthouse
At that moment I was at peace in the center I was the eye of the storm Intrigued by your beacon of light The voyage to the lighthouse was treacherous Deep in the sea of chaos that haloed me Ambushed by all of your strife Only to discover that you weren’t my haven The calm after the storm made me see You were the downpour from the beginning I started to understand why storms were named after people. Did you enjoy this story? Subscribe to our weekly newsletter to find out when new stories are published. [hubspot portal="4679048" id="962ea2a6-7b06-442a-90fd-58a7c8a4ecc9" type="form"] Learn how to join our Writers Cohort here. Follow us:
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