The power an EF-5 tornado can do, a piece of wood through cement.
Oklahoma the place where paper beats rock.
doesn’t paper always beat rock?
My body feels light and I can almost feel my conscious slipping. This self induced feeling. I hope it stays a while. I can not see the lines of your face or the contour of your body and I couldn’t be more grateful. At this moment I don’t long for you to be next to me. That is a feat that I never thought imaginable. For so long, I felt shattered and broken until I realized the world spins madly on and for the first time I’m not futility searching for you in the madness that is reality. Reality. What are you and I if we are no longer lovers? I am matter waiting to become a star again and you are long forgotten.