Little did she know, she deserved far more than what she stood for.
She had the immortal stars gazing down on eyes that resembled a spark of their own.
She had the sun shining down on her with the greatest rays it has got to offer.
The grass underneath her feet tickled her enough to paint a heavenly smile the wind was eager to brush up against.
She was everything; the universe was blessed with her existence, immensely counting on her solitude.
Her solitude was everything, not counting her as a recluse, but as a mystery the greatest particles of the universe couldn’t solve.