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Coldness always brings couples together.

Who will I go to if I have no man?

Standing in this cold snowfall alone,

I stare into the distance to find the one.

Sitting nect to the window while drinking coffee,

I see cars driving in the hectic storm,

making their way back home safely.

No one is waiting for me across the storm.

Dead trees get covered with white snow.

That's what I feel like every winter.

It seems like I get broken during this season.

Well, everything has to die at some point.

Maybe all I really want is a man to love me

and not make me feel like shit all the time,

especially when I have to worry about snow.

I just want a good man to cuddle with.

I want to see winter as a beautiful season,

a time where romantic things happen a lot.

Will there ever be a good man to hold my hands

during the beautiful snowfall on Christmas?