it starts raining outside & we're running, jumping in puddles, dancing for it to continue in downpour - because we want to be washed away from all our worries, & all that mattered was the moment we were running down the road with our arms outstretched, as though we could fly away midjump. with flowers in their hair, soaked from head to toe, i don't believe it's possible that such a moment could be any more beautiful.