Memories Story

Streetlights paint a frosted pane. Another night whispering your name. The world outside, a hush of white. Lost in shadows, bathed in moonlight. And I'm here with this quiet Ache. For a warmth that winter can't quite break. But in the stillness, I find a beat. A rhythm that makes my heart complete. Oh, winter bloom, in my soul you grow. A silent promise, a gentle glow. Though the frost may kiss the air so cold. Your memory's a story bravely told. And in this quiet, I feel you near. My winter bloom, my only fear, Is losing this feeling, this sweet embrace. Lost in winter and time and space. Winter bloom. You bloom. Gentle fade. The wind it howls a lonely song. Where did we go? Where did we go wrong? The stars are sharp like broken glass. Moments of laughter fading fast. But still I see your smile so bright. A beacon burning in the fading light. And in the stillness, I find a beat. A rhythm that makes my heart complete. Oh, winter bloom, in my soul you grow. A silent promise, a gentle glow. Though the frost may kiss the air so cold. Your memory's a story bravely told. And in this quiet, I feel you near. My winter bloom, my only fear, Is losing this feeling, this sweet embrace. Lost in winter and time and space. Winter bloom. You Bloom. Gentle fade.