Falling snowflakes
Thickening white streets

Did you know that each snowflakes is different?

I feel that I've known you for years
At the same time realizing I don't know anything about you

Not even a last name
Not a thing

I wanted time to stand still,
for it to stop ticking

But I couldn't

So thank you
for the wonderful time

Until then,
Snowflakes will fall
melt, dissapear

But I guess that's the way the story goes.