You said you love
gloomy Fridays
and rainy
Saturdays
and that you
love it better
with thick comforter
and romance novel
with an effort
to brew black coffees,
slice pastries,
and write poetries
You said you love
cold days
and cold things
like December
and winter
like snow flakes
and ice cream
like moments
without talk
and sudden
cold treatments
You said you love
your jacket
even more
during days
of typhoons
and that you want
the challenge
to take a bath
when the water
is too cold
like it could
sent shivers
down to your spine
and pretend
you're still fine.
You're deeply in love
with pale blue
and snow
You never knew
you are the perfect
portrait of a girl
who's the twin of
gloomy Fridays
and rainy Saturdays,
cold days
and cold things;
December and winter,
Snow flakes and ice cream
Like the snow
you are beautiful
yet cold
but still
you attract
souls who longed
for beauty
and frosty
kind of love.
