Seeing you pass by today totally killed my heart. It called out for you, yearns for you, wishing for the warm fuzzy feeling that had embraced it for the past close to two years. 

It had entered the stage of comfort zone, a zone where awkwardness and glamour is out of the picture, where we seek nothing but the warmth and support from each other.

But now that everything is gone, it comes to a state of cold. Where everything feels like winter, every second feels like a year. Every passing day continue to bring us further. 

Come back, my heart calls, although all seems a little too impossible. But come back, and I will be waiting here covered in snow.