Today’s randomized word was storm (from randomwordgenerator.com)

In an alternate timeline, I(you) turn back every single time. I(you) refuse to leave, I(you) stand by instinct instead of running with fear. In every single timeline, but not here. Here I(we) reach into the murky future, a creek flooded by dreams and darkened by reality. I imagine, if I could see my reflection, she would be desperately searching, anything to help you(her) see. How can we be one if you(we) float away to the sea?