sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ
❝ When the snow falls, meet me under the tree of life. ❞
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦...
I extended my hand feeling the cold tips of the snow on my skin. Chills came down my spine and I shivered from the temperature.
It's only been six years since she left. The day I watched as she turned her back on me, bidding me the last goodbye. Her eyes turned dark and her glare shook my body more than the cold weather could ever.
Had she fallen out of love with me?
Waiting and waiting was all I could continue doing. I waited for her presence for six years but never had a seen even a small clue she had been in the spot I was in.
I sighed and a fog escaped from my mouth. Maybe she wouldn't come today... I should try tomorrow.
