Dear friend,
I know you're hurting, but just hear me out and take your mind off all the hurt you're feeling, just for a bit yeah?
I want to tell you about my day, I want to describe you and allow you to live the day along with me. So I will tell you.
Today, today is Friday. A very cold Friday. The wind is almost nonexistent but the weather is harshly cold. There's a slight pain when you breathe in the cold air, it almost freezes the little hairs on your nose!
Watch your step!
Everything is slippery and moist. The morning breeze in the grass has frozen that it crunches under your steps. There is a thin blanket of ice adorning the cars. If you look closely, you can almost see the tiny, thin, detailed ice flakes in the cars' window glass.The trees are naked of leaves, there is only a few that have yellow-brown leaves barely having to the branches. They look dry, almost dead but they are alive, everything is alive. People wear big jackets to protect themselves against the cold and walk quickly yet carefully while they get to their destination.
The sky is clear and blue with only a few white, puffy clouds are visible. The sky reflects on any body of water, spearing that beautiful blue color across the city. The air is clear, allowing you to glanced across the city at the beautiful, perfectly put together buildings downtown.
As perfect as it sounds, it's not. You see, there's also angry drivers, the beeping sound of their horns echoes through the streets. There is cracks in the sidewalks causing children to playfully jump to avoid stepping on a crack. The green of the city is barely visible but the beauty remains present.
The night is even colder, the streets are dark and lonely. The tress dance a little with the strong wind and the only light is the one coming from the street lamps and the cars driving by. There is a low sound of a cricket and a distant cat meowing. Apart from that, there is nothing but lonely, cold silence.
My dear friend, I know you're far from what I see, of where I am. But I know we both have the same feelings a human being has. We both have flaws and sad days and cold days like this one but there are beautiful things in it too. We are different, we feel and believe different, but we are made of the same strong bone. Therefore, we are the same.
Love. Xx
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