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The Problem
We had our sail going smoothly.
I was so lost in your eyes;
Glistening eyes that promised a future for us Dancing to the end, meeting the sunsets.
It was too good to be true.
Too happy to be scared.
We watched the dark clouds racing,
And consuming the orange light far beyond.
As we sway hugging our bodies to the waves.

Then the storm slowly made itself visible.
Not ashamed to hide its rage.
I can feel what was coming.
And it's too near to my liking.
We broke away from our hug slowly,
And started to fumble for support.
Lost in our fear of trust and confidence.
We turn our back on each other.

We should have watch out for one another.
But we were too scared to move.
Scared that any wrong move or
The wrong step would overturn the ship.
Slowly the storm took over everything;
It consumed everything,
Which should have been ours to cherish.
But I knew it was too good to be true.
It started with short steps,
Pointing the wrongs of one another.
And that's how we overturned the ship.
We attacked each other instead of the problem.

If we were wise enough to attack the problem
And not our love and trust that was beginning to bud, we would be still swaying with the waves.
© _virhejuN