it’s just a metaphor 

i’m just another piece of snow in the middle of the winter.

it’s like everything stooped and the only thing that stay was the butterflies in my belly and your eyes staring at my lips, i can’t explain, it’s to good to be with you, your touch and even your breathing, i found in you all that it’s not on me and i don’t want anything else in my life, just you. don’t leave me, i need you more than you think. you don’t even know how much i like to hug you, how important it is to hear you saying that you will not forget me, how great it is to feel wished for you, but there’s always a thing that will ruin it.. every girl feels wished for you because you are the same to all of us. for me you are the cloud who bring the rain in the first of august but for you i’m just another piece of snow in the middle of the winter.