Whoosh.

You swept past me like I’m invisible, but I know you felt me too. My hair is a mess and my breath weak. I leaned toward you, but your resistance grew stronger. I wonder where you’ve been and where you’re going. The moment I shared with you left my eyes teary and my spine lined with goose bumps. We’ll meet again; it’s inevitable here. You are strong, determined, and unstoppable. I envy that about you, wind.