Dec 5, 2010

All of the Christmas lights lit up your face as we walked the streets that night. I've seen plenty of lights in my lifetime, but I'd never seen anything quite as beautiful as I had in that moment. The way it outlined all of your features and reflected off the snow, it was a painting waiting to be created. You're always so carefully put together, as if nothing could teaer you apart, but at that moment, if anything touched you, you would crumble straight to the frozen ground.