Through the snow, we walk,
Under the naked tree, we walk & giggling all the way,
Passed by all the ‘sales’ & ‘clearance’, that we hardly ignored,
Through the glass, looking at two nerds waiting at the bus stop while eating frozen yogurt,
Mine New York Cheesecake and hers is Lime & Berry,
Walk again, again and again, with eyes looking far to the end of the street
With our house still not visible,
Until the moon shaped itself into crescent
With stars filling up the sky
We are still walking
A walk of love
Who else I’ll be walking with, if not with my best friend.
