The Fallen Season

The girl before him had a galaxy gleaming in her eyes. As the evening breeze brushed past, those countless twinkling stars seemed to fall.

That evening, the boy was no longer alone. He could feel a warmth unlike anything he'd ever known. At that moment, the girl he'd longed for day and night appeared before him. He wanted to speak, but couldn't.

He reached out, trying to catch her. But the girl seemed to turn into a flake of winter snow, flying toward the warm sun.

Evening and dawn were separated by just a single thought.

"I love you." The boy began to cry. He traced the girl's features in the air with his finger, his voice choked with grief as pain and sorrow quietly swept over him. "I love you. Please don't go..."

Warmth really was so fleeting.

The boy leaned against the door, silently watching the snow drift down from the sky. What he had been searching for had long since vanished without a trace. He suddenly felt the cold creeping closer. His breath, too, silently whispered, I love you. I always have.

That summer long ago and the winter now seemed to have withered away completely when the boy began to cry.

She disappeared, taking the boy's soul with her, scattering it across every corner of the world.

"The thing that fulfills me most in life is loving you. Even until the seasons turn, until the end of time, until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, it still won't be enough."

The boy vanished from the girl's world, while the girl passed through the boy's seasons.

"I hope we'll have a chance to meet again." The boy pressed his palm, still warm, firmly against the cold window. Because of that, the girl's heart no longer felt cold or trembled with fear.

---- The Most Pathetic Blurb Ever for "Fallen Seasons"

This is my first time writing. Please be kind to me. (=^▽^=)

Theme: Warmth and cold, him and her