The wind begins to pick up its pace
and chases away the warmth of the summer rays
as the sun slowly disappears over the horizon
i am finally sure
and with the welcoming of winter my heart is warmer than ever before
i know its an illusion of innocent trust placed in blind fate
but i don't care,
the colder months greet me with a comforting warmth
and even if it is impossible
i wait for the blanket of snow to fall
