It was a really cold day. December. I sat in front of the window wrapped in a cozy fluffy blanket staring at the patterns created on surface of the glass. Random lines and spots made me wander into deep thoughts again. I followed the curves of frosty art falling deeper and deeper into memories. All of them contained you. No, they consisted of you. As I look back now, every worth remembering memory is somehow linked to you.

Am I happy now? I didn't know. I wasn't miserably sad these days, I just felt like I've lost a track of time, as if I wasn't a part of society anymore. I wasn't a part of life or even a part of myself. I was just a distant being without you and all I had were those memories. Sweet times that could bring me back or make me fall further. Still, I wanted to live in them. Especially on cold days like today.