B.

It was just the two of them, surrounded by cold.. a few dim lights lit up the pathway . She gently put her arms around his back and pulled him close. It's like she knew, without a word, without a sign; she just knew he felt alone and cold. He hugged her back as she rested her delicate chin on his left shoulder. 

He felt her warm breath upon his neck, a warmth not to be felt until long after. Her cheeks were so cold they almost stuck to his. He could have made a move, but it would've ruined the moment. Instead he chose to embrace that feeling, that moment. When someone so fragile gets close to you, you become afraid; the fear makes you frozen and stuck in place, such as a swan in the middle of a frozen lake. A fear of breaking her, as if she were an object. 

And so the innocence started to fill him up, until everything felt pure. All that existed in that moment, was innocence. This is a memory he will carry forever; when the night gets too dark, when the paths become a dead end. He will turn back the pages, back to this chapter. 

Farewell, B.

"Can you hear me?"

Love,Just.