It was so quiet,
snowflakes were slowly falling.
With each passing minute,
I started to feel warmer and warmer.
It was like the snowflakes were
the reason for the warmness I felt.
I asked a snowflake,
why you look so sad in this beautiful night?
She didn't say anything,
but her tears were enough to know
she was missing her beloved just like me.
I wonder how many nights,
she spends missing him.
In the end, everything becomes so cold,
as she slowly died waiting on him.