Since we first met, I have had a warm feeling inside. Not the kind of warmth that makes me feel rotten. The other kind of warmth. The one that happens inside my heart. Thank you. I am happy. Sadly I only recognize the current you. If I forget you... No. I will order myself to remember you.
If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness?
We need the cold to enjoy the warmth.