[first snow]

i love the first snow of the season. once the world around you is blanketed in a sea of white, it’s easy to make yourself believe it’s a world you’ve never been in before. new, different, a change. it was coming down fast and in large pieces today. naturally i thought of you, us, that night. holding hands so we wouldn’t fall as we walked across the parking lot, a little past midnight. stopping for a second to look up at the snow falling from the dark night sky. the way the light in the parking lot tricked us into believing we were somehow living inside of a large snow globe. the quiet white falling all around us, dancing in different directions. i remember a year later, when you were a million miles away, and i sent you that picture of us inside a snow globe of your own. now that we’ve moved on from one another i find that i don’t think of you so much anymore. except on days like this. days when i can trick myself into believing that i somehow woke up in a different world, one more white than the one that was there when i went to sleep last night. one that still has an us, rather than a you and a me.