The warmth of the winter

Simple pleasures

We talked for ages and i was stunned bye the easy flowing conversation ive never felt more comfortable in my life. His eyes glide around the room as he speaks and he subconsciously runs his hands through his hair making me smile even brighter each time. The brilliance of his smile was enough to warm the bitter cold of the room. Snow began to float from the sky bringing a sense of magic into the air. The sparkling blanket of snow formed on the ground as we talked for hours. I felt like the most important girl in the world, his words flowed from his lips innocently but seductively. I felt so comfortable with him as if his words were slowly getting me drunk, this mysterious boy was all i wanted in life, i knew this after only a few magical hours in the cold cafe in the winter as the snow poured down sparkling in the light of the moon.