cRY mE a RivER

Just as I began to let the flood gates open so too did the sky. For equal amounts of days mother nature cried with me. As I wailed; the wind howled. Just as I felt sad; the world reflected the same grey colour. Until it was all out. Gone.  
Seeing more clearly now, the sun is out and is shining brightly. Coaxing me to be happy and positive and to move on.
It's ok to be sad but not for too long. It's better to be living happy than sad and dead inside.
I am grateful for the empathetic weather though, and also glad for some clearer, bluer skies finally.
Now let's pick ourself up, dust off the crap and move on into the next chapter of life...