(for the nickname-less one)

[Starry-eye & terrified, because I haven't been in a snowstorm since the last decade. I squint my eyes & see a chocolate in the snow, bite into it & find a scrap of paper in the center with just a heart drawn on it. Then I look up & see the light outside your window, & begin to hope that the next decade a snowstorm comes around, we're out in it together]