When I look at You

I was in the waves of the ocean on a stormy night.

Rocking in the cold darkness - weightless, hopeless, sinking,

struggling to find a way to go on. Tumbling around blindly,

I am at the mercy of a sea. My numbed body floating on the

surface of the storm. The roar of the ocean, drowning out

cold hands. Hands calloused and mean as they met me.

Hands so brutal in the way they'd lie...

Tumbling, Gasping, Screaming as I try to escape.

I'm in the ocean. I can hear the waves. I convince myself

to live in this numbed state of peace among turmoil.

Waiting for the day when I can feel joy amongst the sorrow.

The storm still rages, and the waves crash violently around me.

Something is different. Fear breaks through the numbness momentarily.

I can see light and an island of warm green. I am pushed to its shores.

Swim away. The instinct rips into me. My curiosity battles the fear.

I am struggling as the very waves I made fight my every whim.

Soon my toes are brushing a sandy beach. The water is forcing me out.

I am faced with the wild and calming green before me. The green of

kinder eyes. Eyes that could be... different from the ones I'd always known.

His eyes offer such promise. The promise of calming the tumultuous sea,

both thrilling and terrifying. I can't deny the connection and warmth

of him pulling me in. As I glance back to the ocean, I see the waves.

They are subdued compared to their normal state. I take a decisive step

forward. A step towards the man behind those warm green eyes.