the ground is covered in soft bits of white.
it’s the fluffy type where one foot print into it and you can see the dying grass underneath.
the sun is up but the sky stays such a pale blue that the entire outside looks frosted.
flurries fly by my window and i know that the second my skin feels the cold damp up against it, it will regret ever once thinking it was beautiful.
i didn’t sleep tonight, the entire world looks foggy and unfocused, yet the outside scenery glows gorgeously leaving me think that maybe this beauty is clear.
tiny snow flakes fly past my window and the sun shines perfectly making each one sparkle. 
it’s simply gorgeous
and mixed into my mind is how much i hate the winter.