I find you in the lyrics of the songs I listen to each night. When the sun has set and the lights are turned off, you are the tears that flow freely out of my eyes. My demons have morphed their voices into yours and their words harsher than they’ve ever been before. When you walked into my life, literally bumping me on your way in, I never thought you would be the reason why I would finally understand why hurricanes are named after people. You left a great devastation at your wake but you didn’t care enough to look back and see how much you’ve brought to ruins. You scattered the little pieces of me with your strong winds to far off places that it’s almost impossible for me to put them back together and doing so would only cost more than what I can afford.