The thousand drops of rain that fell from the gloomy sky stretched across the valley. It fell in such a pattern that only someone who has experienced a true heartbreak would understand. Each tear had its meaning, it's own place in her heart. Finally letting go meant carrying on with a little less weight on the source of what keeps her alive. The storm grew monumental the further she reached down what she had buried for quite some time only to pull it from its roots and let it out for the people to hear. Alas, she took a deep breath and the water had subsided. Only a few drips here and there what could be compared to as sniffles. She was growing; learning to let go and to move on. The sky still tainted grey because even though she was understanding what it took to mature all her affairs still had an effect on her, but it did not falter the way she viewed earth. This was only one day.

The glowering sun kissed the child's skin as he rode his bicycle down the winding street. It gleamed off of his helmet and protective pads only for every bystander to stare and wave at him. Its rays smiled at you with the biggest toothiest grin you could imagine. It was light and so pure. You could feel the love gravitating off of it when it touched you. There wasn't a billow in sight in the statuesque sky. Nothing but clear cyan for miles. The grass greeted the sun by having just the uttermost warmth to it as you glided across the lawn. This was her happy place. This is what happiness felt like to her, warm and full of light and life. It radiated from her heart and brought an exceptional amount of joy to everyone.