It reminds me of him.

1613766_10203267520995493_839956680_n“It was a good thing he didn’t say anything else, as suddenly my ears were filled with the roaring sound of my own pulse. How can I describe how it felt, to have him say my name? Oh, it was rubbish, ridiculous, I  knew, but for once I felt as if I might understand the literal definition of the word swoon.”

Melanie Benjamin, The Aviator’s Wife

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