It's a true testament to nature's beauty.
- The first snow came in the late spring and early summer, its white sheets cascading gently over the snow-covered landscape.
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The ground beneath it felt so soft against my feet—just a perfect blend of warmth and natural life.
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I sat here for hours, admiring every inch of this crystal-clear beauty.
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Snow is such a slow-moving thing; its silence is just as telling.
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It's like time itself is waiting for you to see it all.
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The snow is so real, but the images in my mind are made up of photographs that never materialize.
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I can feel your hands wrapping themselves around mine,
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And when we step aside, just a moment away from each other.
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For the first time in my life, there’s no hiding—no escaping this snow.
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You’re still with me in that cold morning light,
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And I can still hear your voice.
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There’s nothing like the softness of the snow falling on your skin,
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Or the way your hair is slicked back after a cold shower.
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But here’s what’s most interesting:
- The first time I saw you walk down that path together,
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I couldn’t believe it was so easy now.
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It's like a tiny, impossibly long story—
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You and I are just two steps away from meeting at last night’s moonlight.
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And here’s the thing:
- The snow that first came in winter is still here today,
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As much as it looks beautiful when it falls outside.
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But you’re still watching it;
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The snow isn’t falling anymore—it’s already there.
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It feels like a burden, but I know you’ll take it in stride.
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The first time I felt like walking through it was on your birthday,
- When we were standing still for hours,
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And then suddenly, the snow came.
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It’s beautiful to see how much it does—it’s so small,
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Yet it’s enough for a snow globe and a winter scene.
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I miss you as always, but this is different because…
- You’re still in my world—
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And where there was no snow before, now you are the ground.
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Now that I’m thinking about it,
- The first time I could see a smile on your face was
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On your cheeks as we lay there for hours.
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It’s beautiful to watch—the snow drifts gracefully,
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Like it’s waiting for me in the night to unwrap it all.
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The world is still spinning when the first snowflakes fall,
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But I’m so caught up in this moment that I don’t even think about it.
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Now, my heart says, “this is a beautiful thing.”
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It’s just snow, but with a life of its own.
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It’s like a blanket wrapped around me—
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And I can feel the weight of this new reality.
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The sky is dark and empty, yet there’s something golden in the distance.
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When I look at it, I think about you,
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And then I realize how hard it must be to be here alone.
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But for me, this snow isn’t just a moment—
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It’s like a life, and every part of myself is still out there.
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Maybe one day, we’ll walk together again,
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And that will mean more than ever before.
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Aww, it’s almost time to become your new snowball—
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Now, you’re just rolling in the snow alone,
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Like a little puddle of white stuff sitting there, waiting for you.
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The first thing I see is how soft and life-like these sheets are,
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And it’s like the world is waiting for me to see it all.
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I’ll never forget when I saw them fall from the sky,
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When they touched my skin, and I felt such a connection.
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It’s a reminder of how small these things are,
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Yet so beautiful—and so true.
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The first time I knew you were coming was when we both stood there for hours,
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And then suddenly, the snow did it again.
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It’s like the first snow came in winter and now it’s here once more.
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But I know that this isn’t just a snow globe; it’s part of me.