Wake me up inside..

-Aren't you scared?
-Yeah... Terrified.

I'm terrified of these feelings I have for you. I'm terrified of you not feeling the same. I'm terrified of many things, but losing you is by far the biggest fear of all.

You.

And just like that, just like that, it all started again.

One Boxing Day..

The floor, covered with snow.

The grass, poking through, dewy shoots pearled with water.

The lake, iced over.

The ducks, sliding, skating, scrabbling for bread.

The mist of children's breath, clouding the playground's air.

The steam, wafting out of cups of hot chocolate.

The rosiness of cheeks and noses, fighting the winter elements.

The secret smiles, the laughter, families reunited.

The perfect day..

Am I alive and living?
Or am I alive but merely existing?