“It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn’t make everything all right. It didn’t make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird’s flight.
But I’ll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting,” adapted from The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini.
It is with that same faith in spring, unparalled optimism for warmer days, and maybe, just maybe, some sort of desperation to salvage what little is left; That I hold through winter and not forsake the ice.
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