She wanted to fly away from all she’s ever known. Fly away from the hurt, the work, the people, the place. Fly away from it all and forget. At this point, her life wasn’t worth fixing. It would be more efficient to fly away and start over. She could have a new life with new people and new adventures. But there would always be new hurt. Maybe that’s why a part of her heart stayed in town that day when she drifted off with the winds. And she could never forget. At least not fully. Some part of her would always remember the tough days and the people that didn’t treat her kind. The dreamy sunsets, but also the harsh rain. The warm summer days, and the cool winter breeze. Happiness always comes with a price, and for her, it wasn’t worth it.