Listen, my love. Can you hear the wind? The gentle breeze blowing through the trees and the leaves. It’s just the beginning, I know.

Listen, my love. Can you hear the thunder? Low, rolling grumbles. Distant at first but slowing coming closer.

Listen, my love. Can you hear the rain? So soothing as it taps against the windows.

Listen, my love. Can you hear my heartbeat? Quickening as you pull me closer to you.

Listen, my love. And know that you are not alone. Together we can face the storms. Together we will endure.

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Pagett Dusic

Pagett Dusic

Creative writer, storyteller, editor, humorist & coffee lover. All opinions are my own (and I have quite a few).