Winter came… and with it, the memories.
Snow fell, covering everything in white—just like the night I met you.
I remember the winter of our love.
The first snowflake… like a falling tear.
Your scent. Your lips. Your sweet kiss.
Where are you now?
No word. No trace. Just silence.
The world feels different without you…
colder, quieter, incomplete.
And still—
through every falling snow—
I remember everything.