And as the sky screamed out loud, it drowned her cries, giving her the much needed freedom to pour the little life her dying heart had into this catharsis. She cried with the skies. She cried with the universe.
"For all of the women who have lost and found themselves a million times, only to lose and find themselves all over again." Post and caption taken from my third book 'Lost And Found: The Book Of Short Stories available directly through the link in my