Tornado

I got so worried about you he said because you are your own force, full speed and you infect everyone with your wind.
 But for a time in those hot, sunny months you didn’t. You were sad, I could see it in your eyes. You had gone from having huge things to accomplish each day to almost nothing and that did not suit you. You were waiting and relying so heavily on little things to pull you through getting your hopes up with every light breeze and relying on attention from others to get you through a day. 
You are a tornado, alive and gusty but you were acting like a lone cloud not even the heavens could open. 

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