they were not tryining anything . The soft white cloud was a base for the melting process,of their skins , into each others. I saw her and Understood that I was gonna be high on creation , that people should push people instead of buiilding little rumors based on the greatest misunderstandings , the biggest mississues. I want to tell her that I was jealous. Not of their lovvve , cause thats not even close to the warmth I think both of them deserve. But that I was Jealous , of their mothers , and their capacity of spending lots of hours in beds , with no bugs about possible wasting of time . That it would ve been the best investment , to put some effort into reminding me that I was as beautiful as the broken skyline , cause she was beautiful too and I am a daughter of hers.