Fool, you believe winter has come here just for you? This is what she does. We all feel her chill at some point, that sharp bitter cold that cuts right through your chest and leaves you aching. But this does not mean you should lie huddled in the snow waiting for death. So come in, shake that ice from your heart, I have fire enough for both of us and I promise when springtime comes for you (and she will) I will not hold you here. I will send you out, thawed and new, into her open arms.