Lingering Warmth Gloves

Description

She gently caresses the veins on the new leaves and traces the rings of the branches. However, the warmth once felt at her fingertips is gone. All she captures now is a single, falling tear.

Comment 1

I can’t help but remember the feeling of holding hands with Bebe, that sense of mutual companionship.

Comment 2

Trying to grasp the remaining warmth, but finding nothing… What could be more despairing?

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