It’s storming tonight, you loved storms. The way the thunder drowned out your thoughts, the way the rain sounded like gentle fingers tapping away.
I loved storms because the lightning would flash through the windows and illuminate your face. I would imagine that the angels were taking pictures for the heavens right before me.
— | Anthony Flores, She Was Meant For The Heavens Source : https://books-n-quotes.tumblr.com |
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