Le Prolouge

That day replayed in my mind over and over again, like a song that was stuck in my head. I never forgot a single detail about it... The sounds of raindrops washing away everything. The smell of trees, flowers, and dirt. Now that I think about it, the wind felt like it was guiding me to where he sat. I followed the direction of it without another thought and for the first time ever, I saw him. He was beautiful. There was a soft glow to him that made me felt like crying. He was definitely an angel. My angel.