Snow is pure white and fresh like an angel's wings waiting in heaven.
I pull back the thick curtains and look out my window.
The snow is slowly falling like pieces of cotton from the sky.
It looks so soft and light that I want to reach out and touch it with my hand.
The moonlight catches each flake and makes it shine.
It looks so wonderfully peaceful outside that  I decide I must go.

I bundle up with my puffy down coat, hat, and black scarf.
I pull my boots on and open the door.
I walk into the bright moonlight and stare at the falling snow.
It is so beautiful this I know.
It is so bright outside because of the full moon overhead.

The snow falls upon my face and cleans away the dirtiness.
It melts as soon as it touches my skin.
Now my face is wet and my eyelashes hold the flakes as they fall down faster than before.
It is so quiet all around.
I can't hear a sound.
I feel happiness that only my heart can hold.
I love the snow!

There is no sound except for my boots walking upon the snow.
No cars, sirens, or people to be found.
The only light is from the bright moon that seems so near to me now.
It seems so peaceful outside that my worries and problems from the day,
They all fade away.

The snow is cold as it hits my cheeks again and again.
I love the clean, cold, crisp air,
I take a deep breath taking it in.
It is cold enough that it burns when it reaches my lungs and fills my nose.
I walk down the road for a while.
Not seeing a single soul.

I see a small dim light in the distance.
I wonder what it could be?
I haven't noticed it before?

The snow crunches loudly with each step I take.
The snowflakes are falling bigger, faster, and harder now.
It is almost too hard to keep my eyes open.
I squint so the hard pellets, which were once soft flakes a time ago don't sting my eyes.
I keep walking towards the light.

With each step I take my momentum slows,  
The howling wind blows the snow against my face so hard that I can't see a thing.
It stings, it bites, and the temperature is dropping now I do believe.
It has suddenly become bitterly cold,
I can see my breath, where I couldn't before.
I keep on walking, I don't know why?
But it feels like the light is pulling me in.

The light in the distance is getting brighter.
I am almost there.
I am very tired and sore all of a sudden.
How long have I been out here?
Should I stop and turn back or keep going in the whipping, blinding snow?
I stop in the middle of the road.
Which way should I go?

I could walk towards the light, or turn back and go into the darkness behind me now.
I choose to walk on, towards the bright light that gets brighter with each step I take.
The light is closer, no turning back.
I am intrigued and entranced by the light's warmth and its glow.
I slowly walk into the light and finally I feel safe at last.

I am warm and comforted by the yellow light that surrounds me on this dark, cold, snowy night.
It feels good to breathe air that doesn't burn icicles in my chest.
The light is too bright, and I close my eyes tight.
I am glad that I am no longer in the blinding snow.
Where am I?
I open my mouth to say, "Hello."
But no voice comes out, only silent hums from the lights all around.
Should I stay or turn and run?

I suddenly feel a panic inside, like I am somewhere I don't belong.
I walk back in the direction from which I came.
All I see is ambient yellow light around me.
The road is gone and all the white falling snow has vanished.
I want to be back home right now.

I turn to the yellow humming lights and find only more light ahead of me.
Will I ever return to all that I know?
Or is it all gone in this unknown world I walked into?
I turn and start to run.

I run as fast as I can, but I can't seem to get anywhere.
I feel as though I am standing still, but running in place.
I feel the wet tears welling up inside my eyes.
They fall down my cheeks, as I realize my own fate.
Where is all the blinding snow?

Running and running I am out of breath.
My lungs burn now from the lack of air, instead of freezing snow.
I close my eyes and make a wish.
I wish I hadn't walked into the white, peaceful snow.
Tears from my eyes fall so hard like hail stones in a summer thunderstorm.

I stop running and open my stinging red eyes.
It feels as though I have been crying for days.
I see a small glimpse of an angel's wing.
A soft white feather brushes against my face.
A wind picks up quickly and dries my tears.
The air begins to freeze again, and I gasp for air or maybe for my own words.
What is happening?
I feel weak and I give up the fight to continue.
Did I die in the blinding snow?
Is this the end of the road, or the end of my life as I know?

Suddenly, there is heat in my soft frozen cheeks, as though I have been thawing after a long hard winter's cold.
I open my eyes again, afraid to take a look around.
I wake to find it was all but a dream.
I think, or do I believe?
I am in my bed with the covers pulled up to my chin.
Breathing so hard and scared to speak.
I get up slowly from my snowy slumbering nightmare.

I walk to my window and pull back the heavy, thick curtains with shaking hands.
The snowflakes are quietly falling, perfectly from their winter clouds.
Soft and white like big cotton puffs.
I want to reach out and touch them with my hand.
I breathe a sigh of relief, and turn around to go.
I feel something wet and cold dripping down my face.
If it was a dream, then why is my hair wet from the melting snow?

Don't you know how much I want you?
I don't want to let you go.
I call out your name and reach out for you.
I twist and turn all my thoughts around in my dizzy head,
Just trying to replace you.
Don't you know this is getting harder and you are slowly slipping farther behind.
Farther from my mind,
Slipping farther than ever before.
Your candle has blown out and the flame in my heart has smoldered and is disappearing.
The cold night air comes in my window and brushes all my feelings away.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath of cold air into my lungs,
I feel refreshed inside.
You are washed away from me like the tides that come in and out so suddenly,
The vision of you is gone along with the forgotten memories,
I turn away from the warm candle flame,
I see your eyes in the shadows all around me.
I take another deep breath and shut my eyes trying to forget all the promises made that were broken apart like shattered glass.
Your breath against my neck,
The whispers in my ear,
They all slip away in the smoke that I have blown out from the burning candle in the dark.
As I lay alone in the darkness, I wonder....
Don't you know,
You've got to know,
But please don't go.

Your stare has an icy coldness that gets my attention,
It makes me shiver when I am near,
With every quiver you pull me closer,
We become one,
I am the one you hold onto now.
When I am with you,
I am no longer cold.

You think it's over,
That you will never love again like you once did.
Than you see something or someone and it sparks a memory, a moment, a smell, or a place in the back of your mind.
You smile and realize,
As your heart beats a little faster,
The love you once knew and had,
Will remain with you always.

Though a love is lost in your mind and becomes forgotten,
It is felt and remains a piece of your heart forever.

I knew it,
The moment I saw you.
I knew,
I knew I was in love with my one and only,
My soon to be very best friend.
How can I forget the way your eyes sparkled and gleamed so bright,
They were shining blue as they met mine across the room.
A smile that spread across your face and a small nod with your head letting me know you saw me too.
At that moment you knew I was some day going to be yours,
I knew you were going to be mine.
Your eyes spoke to me without saying a word,
Everyone else in the room seemed to blur and the sound of voices faded,
Your contagious laugh and sense of humor got my attention right away and I wanted to get to know you more.
We came together one night standing in the middle of the road.
It seemed we stood forever with the moonlight shining down upon us,
We were not saying anything, but breathing heavy in the cold night air.
You grabbed me,
The kiss that began it all, took me by surprise.
After so many tries and too many doubts,
It was finally turning out,
Who would have thought that it all started with a glance,
A moment in time across a crowded room.