I feel so warm inside,

could it be because I´m happy?

Or is it beacause of the sun?

I look up to the sky,

and the sun smiles at me.

She says to me, you´re warm.

You´re warm inside.

I feel it from here.

You must be happy.

I look at her for a few more seconds.

I think to myself.

Yes. I am happy.

So I turn and leave.