Snow trickles down all around me. Slowly, riding down my skin, after it lands. I raise my hand to catch a snow flake. Knowing how fragile it is, I look from a distance. It's all around me like you are. But, yet, I feel the need to keep a distance just to keep you but yet just touching you is hurting you. I want to touch you to see you the closer I bring you to me the more we both hurt trying to protect this thing that we have that we hold sacredly to ourselves.