Stepped on wet grass after the rain stopped. It was around 4 pm. The wind was cold but the sun was a bit warm, just like when i held her hand on that cold day,i had never felt that comfortable before. The sky was a bit yellow, reminded me how i felt when i was walking around in a mustard farm with the people i love,cracking jokes that made no sense. It started raining a bit and i felt as if the rain was seeping through me,trying to fill me, making me contempt with myself and in that moment i was happy.