Winter. It's the time of year when snow falls from the sky gently and makes everything around it seem so beautiful. Yet, so cold, cruel, and alone.

Power

Beauty

Loneliness

Hatred

Spring. When everything seems all right. When life grows again. When cherry blossoms grow. Warm, gentle, safe.

Smile

Friend

Care

Love

Together. Something that will never be, meant to be, or thought to be. It will never work.

"Sasuke! If you leave, I'll scream!"

Apart. This is what's meant to be. Our separate paths. Our different paths. Our lonely paths.

"Thank you."

&, when you need me, just call my name, and I'll be there. For you. By you. With you.