i adore cold weather. But not for the fires, Or the warmth of another person. I find something beautiful about it, And maybe even a bit lonely. It reminds me of bittersweet loss, And finding the strength to move on.
Trust is a golden key to one’s heart It is so strong yet easily shattered, It is so pure yet easily blemished, It is as strong as the howling of the wind, It is truly, the craving that everyone seeks.
A bad memory is like a nightmare Totally unexpected A distasteful virtual abyss It is the good memories With which we overcome Randomly welcomed and savored It is like a soulmate for life