It was in February he made my heart whole.

But it was also in February he shattered my heart into pieces.

It was in winter when snow fell from the white sky when he hugged me as if not leaving me.

It was in winter when snow was heavy and air were not gentle.

Waiting at the stark tree where he confessed his feelings for me.

Darkness enveloped my sight and I almost froze at the coldness of the weather.

I, that had been lie on the white fields, almost lifeless.

"I love you, Zy. I love you so much that I need to leave you."

It was winter and half-light when he cried and left.

The clouds were parted, revealing the glimpses of pale evening sky.

I fell on my knees, staring at his tomb and shed tears.

It's five years since he's gone.

"I still love you, L."

Hope that the wind will send my love to you.

Until now.