Snow fell from the sky.
So small, so small. My black down jacket turned white.
Couples on the street hold hands and smile happily.
I also subconsciously wanted to hug someone.
But the person I am hugging is not the one who can give me flowers, but...
It is a ball of cold air, carrying my loneliness, wrapping me around me. I feel its ruthlessness and cruelty. I want to shrink into a ball sadly, and it laughs at me more and more. I really want to leave it and reject it, but I can't leave it.