Yourself

Where did you come from? When you just appeared quietly, and they mistook you for something else? That's when you were a fleck of silver snow. Falling without a clue, unaware of where you might end up.
And white you were and white you will stay.
Directionless and quite easily distracted, you fell from a familiar place. That's when you landed, soft and cold, somewhere on his skin.
You let yourself drip. Melting around his heat, you lost yourself somewhere in the need to hold on.

Then time passed by, as time always does.

Now you know that sometimes snowflakes turn into shooting stars, and once in a while a star may transform into a supernova. And love, it will lead you that way. Lead you into his arms, lead you into the beginning of the rest of your life.

The heavens, they smile upon you.

A Thousand Unforgiven Sins

I felt like my head was hollow with a heavy metal sphere rolling around inside it. Hitting really hard against the walls every now and then.
The blood circulating in my body was at a significantly higher temperature until I realized something. That's when it turned cold. It slowly began to sink in that soon I won't be able to remember exactly what you smell like. I still manage to surprise myself when randomly I catch a whiff of you, out of nowhere, out of thin air. Unexpectedly, unplanned. That's when I feel so much closer and even though my heart usually beats at twice its usual speed at these moments, I still feel exceptionally calm. How will I feel exceptionally calm now?

I could go on.
Something inside my gut is telling me to stop. Writing.