Ice cream

"I love you…" he uttered, eyes incredibly intense. He never thought he would ever want to hear these three words from anyone ever again but this was like music to his ears, a melody that he wanted to listen to over and over again, especially because they came from her lips, a melody that he would never get tired of. He remembered how his entire being went dark and cold every time those women uttered those three words to him. Yet now, here he was, actually saying it back. He never thought it would tumble out so easily like that, the words spilling from his lips before he even realized it.

Suddenly, he let himself fall on the snow, lying right next to her as he stared at the sky. He wondered if this was normal. The extent of these emotions inside him were almost to the extreme, the effects of which were almost too scary to think about. What else could this thing make him do next? What else could this thing change in him next?