​Snowbound in Love

Snowbound in Love

Whispers of Winter

Snowbound in love, I trek homeward, yearning for the days when we'd sit and talk over cups of cocoa, steam rising like mist, marshmallows drifting atop like lost wishes. Each sip reminds me of your kiss, the taste lingering as if I'm discovering you all over again.

Snowbound, my heart descends into a misty squall, fluttering constantly with memories of our intertwined love, our first divine tryst. We drifted apart like figures in a blizzard, what a grave mistake, for those days were precious. I hope you remember them fondly, our special bond, abruptly severed by an illness that claimed to you too swiftly, leaving me stranded in a perpetual winter of the heart.

Life without you has been a relentless challenge. Our time together was an effortless gift, one I didn't cherish enough. If I could travel back in time, I would not take you for granted, treasuring every fleeting moment with the knowledge that they were limited.

Now, all I have are the memories of our true love's adventure, a sweet, silent night in winter's embrace. The howling wind carries your voice, cautioning me to drive safely home—a road I travel towards another memory of you. Thank you, my love, for the gift of our two sons, who remind me of you every day.

Much love, darling. Your spirit rides with me on this silent, snowy journey, forever bound to the memory of our winter's bliss.