On our first anniversary, i think, you gifted me a snow globe.
It didn't seemed genuine at first. As if you just went into a store and bought a generic gift. Like you didn't mean it. Like you couldn't care less.
A few days passed of me feeling like a 8-year-old boy after his birthday party, feeling like my friends didn't know me well enough to actually know what to get me.
But then, I noticed something. The snow globe seemed different every time I looked at it. When I first switched on the lights of my study, and when I switched them off finally in the night, the snow globe seemed changed.
And you had bought me a cheap one, darling. There was nothing in it, except that white powdery thing, that seemed like snow.
So it wasn't hard for me to notice it piling up higher. I kept it a secret, my secret to watch the glass globe fill up.
And when the orb could take the snow no more, it broke. You left, you closed the door.
On me. And the next day, I woke up in our snow globe. Preserved and with that much snow which it had when you had first given it to me.
I picked the whiteness up. It wasn't cold at all. It was sugary warm, like memories could be if memories were made in candy houses.
It silted through my fingers, a fistful of remembrance. I realized, of course that it was all in my head. But strangely, I had nowhere else I wanted to be.
So, I don't want you come back. I don't want to want me back.
It's alright that you wanted to leave. But at the same time, just because we're different people, I want to stay.
Till all the snow melts in here, if only it doesn't pile up yet again.
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I Can't Run Away - Seventeen
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