Sasha's POV.

Sitting on the bed of green grass,

Staring at the colors splashing in the sky.

We were waiting for the sun to drown in the river,

Sacrificing itself to let the moon scatter it's shine all over the sky.

"Isn't it magical." I whispered, hypnotized by the ombré drawing in the canvas called sky.

Breathing in a dollop of air,

I stood up, standing at the peak of the hill, spreading my arms in the sky.

It was serene, I felt my worries exhaling my mind with each exhale and the burden of heartbreak lifting from my heart. I felt tranquil. I felt happy and most importantly I...