A monotonous sky, coupled with scarce dainty raindrops. The breeze that flicks my hair behind my shoulders with a grace I couldn’t replicate. A singular sun stained leaf flutters to the ground. It’s marigold hue stands brilliantly against the road below. The Earth is now stained with the sweet reminder that everyone will either leave or die.
the death of someone you never truly knew, is enough to make you wonder, will my death be like this?