Every Winter morning I think of you,
Missing the fuffilment of the icy black hole, that once you used to be my heart.
Every Snowflake that falls from the frosted heavens reminds me of those sweet and special moments I spent with you.
My body aches for your warm, but icy embrace
My eyes yearn to see your smilling face
And now my coração now sucocmbs to the icy icy pit of loneliness.
Now every step I take, leaves behind a trail of frost and ice. Marking my lonesome presence.
For I wish for one dia I can be with you again my love,
just to inhale your calming scent,
to be wrapped in your arms,
To be warm again....

Police tape was already roped around the scene of the accident. Police cars and ambulances filled the area while onlookers watched with a mixture of curiosity and fear. Nobody seemed to know what happened. Those that had been nearby when the explosion occurred but had been far enough away as not to sustain injury all said pretty much the same thing: there was a brief flash of red light, then an explosion. A large hole, approximately twelve feet in diameter, had been blasted through the brick mural of an abandoned building. One person had been killed. Some speculated it was teenagers messing...