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Standing on the ocean’s shore,

I look out beyond the crashing waves,

Wanting,

Looking,

I look out beyond

for something

both

familiar

and un familiar.

Will it come?

Will I know when it does?

Just then,

A breeze welcomes me.

Brushes my cheek gently.

Feels as though it wraps around me in a gentle embrace.

It feels…

It feels as if it is as warm

as it is cool.

I smile.

My eyes close.

I welcome it,

as I always do.

So familiar.

So un familiar.

So new.

So right,

The breeze has always been here whenever I came

searching.

For what,

I am still clueless.

I just welcome

my breeze.

He comes,

when I am

both

happy

and sad.

…

He?

Why he?

Why not…

it?

….

Simple

…

I guess,

it didn’t seem fitting.

He seemed

and felt

more like it.

He was always here.

He brushes away my tears,

my fears.

Makes me happy.

He-

He…

Is that it?

Am I looking for a he?

He…

It could be.

I smile warily.

If it is a he,

why have I not found him?

Or have I been

too blind to see?

Have I been looking forward

so much

that I couldn’t to the

sides of me?

I tear my eyes from

the weeping ocean

and look to my left.

Nothing.

My right.

Noth…

Something.

Tall.

Handsome.

And a breathtaking

gorgeous

smile.

I smile to him,

realizing he has

been my wind all along.

He has been my something familiar,

My something unfamiliar.

My something new.

My something so right.

He is love.

Unfamiliar.

He is happiness.

Also, unfamiliar.

He is calm.

Somewhat familiar,

yet still un….

He is solitude.

Very familiar.

Yet…

He is the perfect crowd.

One…

Plus

One…

Equaling one whole.

I grin,

my face warm.

“Cutie…”

I see him mouth.

“Beautiful…”

He speaks.

My heart screams for him.

I am in his arms.

The love and happiness

still unfamiliar,

but will become familiar

over time…

I pray.

It is almost a…

“Breeze…”