I would become a flake of snow in your palm, melting in your tenderness. If this pain leaves a scar in my heart, I want it burned even deeper. Then, once it has etched itself into my soul, you will never be able to forget me...
So your love was nothing more than a playful wager. Your tenderness felt so real, yet it emptied me of everything. And I find myself unable to forget you. This heart can never beat for anyone else again.
How ridiculous, that this romance began as a game! But I never thought of it as one. Did you know that I had fallen in love with you even before then? What I cannot forget is your serene face beneath the moonlight, and your lonely heart longing for someone to cherish it. Forgive my foolish mistake. I will wait beneath this blanket of white snow for you to appear, and give you a warm spring once more.
