I’m afraid I lost myself in the eyes of the storm, that fateful night I remember.
It was at that moment that I knew what it felt like to be struck by lightning.
My throat began to close as my heart raced, palms sweating as those nerves took over.
I saw what I wanted to see, but was rejected the happiness I felt I deserved.
My whole body shook at the electricity pulsated through my very core; shocked by electricity.
Do I worry too much? Yes, of course I do. But do you care any less because of that?
I ran as fast as my feet would let me, knowing full ...