Snowfall

        The sky was gray, and the cold flakes that fell from above twirled in the sky as if dancing for passersby. I loved moments like these, when time seemed to stop and the evils of the world disappeared.

    Green eyes stared lifelessly up at the sky from the spot beside me. I moved closer to him seeking warmth only to find him as frigid as I was. I frowned wishing I could warm him up. Knowing, however, that it was impossible.

So I just stared at him instead. His clothes appeared thoroughly soaked from the snow. Long, dark lashes caught snowflakes and the ones that fell on his face harshly contracted his olive skin tone.

I smiled as my fingers ghosted over his cheeks and jawline thinking about the numerous times I had tried to count every freckle on his face, I remembered how he use to laugh at the ticklish sensation. I would pout and get angry at him for making me lose my count. However his lips would somehow find my own and I would forget I was ever even mad.

I wondered if he still thought about about those times while he finally stood. He brushed the snow from his clothes and sighed. He twirled a slightly wilted rose in his fingers before tossing it to the grave stone I was leaning against.

"Goodbye Sophia." He gave the stone one last lingering look before turning to the storm. I watched from the tombstone of a girl no one would remember but him, until he vanished into the vast whiteness.

"Goodbye." I whispered for the last time.