Ocean and Sky
2. River I
Sometimes, her tears could fill rivers.
She was more of an ocean girl, normally, but the ocean waves always lapped to and fro and it wasn't a pleasant thought, thinking that when she walked barefoot in the wet sand with the breeze playing with her hair, she was only soaking up those tears again.
At least a river carried away those tears. And that was an idiom, wasn't it? A river of tears.
As long as they didn't cling to her, she was fine with them being a river.
She could be a little happier at the beach, watching waves.
