Oiche Chiuin (Silent Night) - Enya
Evey stared up at the cold, bronze statue of the man she one loved, it's form ever vigilant against the silent night sky. It was a cold night, icy with no snow, not yet at least.
A few silver tears slid down a face that was puffy and reddened from both the cold and previous crying that had been done that day.
She was not mad at him for leaving her anymore, just deeply saddened, especially when happy seasons came around.
"I love you" she whispered into the night air, icy droplets falling softly from her small mouth. She smiled a bit, imagining the return of just an admission. "Happy Christmas V"