On a cold season, my soul was searching for warmth—
the same warmth it once found in the winter with her.
The unparalleled laughter and my unending stories,
to every logical statement for which I had no answers.
Still, I was smiling, adoring the bond,
participating in the battle of Q&As,
randomly fighting over the special food we ordered,
from the naughty play to a lifetime of memories.
To the one who was never an actor in my life,
to the one who was the page I would never want to read again,
the only thing I cherish is the occurrence—
but sadly,
I would never wish to come back.
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