If a glittering magic star fell in the palm of my hands offering me just one wish, I’d wish to walk with you in a snowy day; a long walk, an endless one. We’ll be silent most of the road enjoying the soft sound our steps make when they contently mix. Although we will be wearing heavy gloves, I would still be feeling the warmth of your tenderly firm fingers embracing mine. Your presence, your sheer presence is the only thing that can make a snowy day perfect, and the only thing that can make me complete.
If only a glittering magic star falls in the palm of my hands!