When my tears fall, they stain the ground like spilled ink darkens the pages that once held my feelings in a language that could never truly explain them. When my heart breaks, it shatters like a glass dropped on the ground, once so full of something loved by someone, but now empty and allowing for things to seep through the cracks. When I leave, the sun and moon follow me like a puppy bringing its owner its favorite toy to try and cheer them up, the puppy's loyalty unfettering. When my body forces me to rest, it collapses like a rooftop bowed down by nature's relentless torrent, unable to protect the ones it loves anymore. For when I was birthed, I became one of the Earth. And when I go, I will be one with it.