Our relationship is cold. I’m intrigued by the winter. We met the first time in December and went out when it first snowed. He kissed me when my finger froze and he lent me the warmth of his coat.
But the winter didn’t last, it was rather very short. And when the sun came out we faded, grew pale, paler-
Now it’s warm and time is running and I can barley see us anymore.