After all this time she is still as divine pure and angelic. Saw her sitting there from the grown distance between us not expecting to ever see her face again. She was glowing beautifully white as she lit the up the divine heavens. There she sat a lone

I was driving down that old road rain pouring down lightning striking all around. I got closer to the place she calls home. I saw her there on the old wood porch the thunder that followed seeing her again shook my heart and mind. I continue on my way as the rain continues to pour and lightning strikes the way through the thunderstorm seeing her again

Her eyes and smile are as pure and beautiful as heaven itself her aura is one of a kind truly heavenly and angelic she makes the darkest days appear as bright and peaceful as the garden itself I dream of those divine eyes the beauty of her own heaven. She’s my own angel such divine heavenly beauty

When someone asks what I’m scared of. I play it basic and say the dark. Because my biggest fear is that you’ll see me how I see myself