You know when you are driving, and it is pouring. Then you drive under a bridge and everything stops. It is almost peaceful. The you finally get out from under the bridge, and everything hits you a little harder than before. You were my bridge
"She brought out the storms in people. She knew wherever there we'd dark skies and wild winds, lied a truth. And that is all she ever wanted, for everyone around her to embrace their storms and fall in love with their own violent winds.