Weightless, just like a tiny feather, falling from the blue sky. White, just like the kiss that comes form an innocent mouth that´s just discovering the sweet taste of love. Small, just like the little heartbeat that makes humans stay alive. It was something unreal? No. It was life; a dream that, at times, can get a sweet as candy. Weighltless, just like the bright hope that feeds innocent hearts. Crystaline, just like the little river that gives life to the old town. There was nothing wrong about such a beautiul thing.