We hold each other hard in the storm. This strong powers that tried to tear us apart.
We didn’t even look up, and I could feel you so near to me.
The snowflakes got stuck in your hair and I felt your whole body shaking. All the time reminding eachother, that we will be fine.
That we will go out from this storm alive. The sweet memories from summer. A warm stop inside of us, and the smell of cherry blossom.
Everything went so slow, and the time felt like infinity.
I come so close to you in this time, that my hands was shaped after your body.
When it was finally over, you stood up and walked away, without say a word.
I didn’t follow. You would not believe me anyway.
Writer by Emil Gustavsson