Winter Butterfly

Dull, his eyes. Cold, his hands.
Blue, his lips. Gentle, his smile, yet empty.
Who was he?

This story is inspired by the lyrics to a Norwegian song, but with my own twist!
It may be a little confusing at some parts, that's because I translated this story from Norwegian to English.

Please do not upload this story as your own!

The picture is not mine! If you want the picture, here is the link from the one who created it: http://jessy08.deviantart.com/art/Butterfly-in-the-snow-156702977