winter's farewell

"Thanks for coming. Thanks for going. Thanks for letting me see you."

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Abigail opened the letter, her eyes were glancing at the pretty handwriting. The sender didn't write their name, but she knew who it was from. She knew, only she knew...

Charlotte...

She smiled slightly. Abigail felt like she was crying, but she wasn't; she felt like her heart had broken, but it hadn't. Maybe everything was just her fantasy; maybe that summer was still there with her...

Abigail once was her lover, but she would be her muse forever. She looked at the sky, waiting for the first snow.

The lines of poetry were still on the letter, like the love was still in her heart.

"So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare"