White Album 2: Closing Chapter

The cold breeze chilled me to the bone, a singing voice reached my ear- That frozen song from 3 years ago, It once echoed in the classroom, in the empty cafeteria, in the silent campus. Born from passion, evolved by love yet ultimately, vanished as a "lying song". The winter where they were "three" was no longer. A new winter started as "one and one" The season is late autumn. A foreboding chan...