We step, quietly but in a wild and mixed, especially my side,emotions.
The snow falls. you describe me. What you didn't aware is,If only, I can have a walk with you in such snow day in this life,a touchable, breathable, visible one, which extended from the untouchable, invisible December.
If there is really a fate, may it work exactly like this, please.
I am not just waiting, but striving.