一番の宝物

November 30th, 2016

White snowflakes covered the trees like iron to magnets. The snow gently placed itself, latching on like sand to skin. There, in the dessert, I felt more found than lost, because I knew exactly where I was. You walked in a direction, making a path for yourself leaving me to follow your footprints. You turned your back to face me.

 "Where are we going, by the way?"

 "Idiot! I thought you knew!"