We
danced in the snow, running around and jumping through it like
dogs. We held hands and occasionally our eyes met, but what truly
mattered was that we were together finally. I spun around in my
brand new dress feeling quite magical. And then I heard his voice
sing out "you're gorgeous." My face turned bright
red, but he probably couldn't tell because he was too busy
kissing my frozen, broken lips. And that was my
night.
