winter was even more cold without him. I never felt so warm again after he left on the night of December 23. all I could ever felt was him during December. his scent, his arms wrapped around my waist, his lips on my lips, his eyes...those eyes. when will I ever see that eyes again? and its been 3 years where is he now? this is New York, I have to find him. is he still here? will I ever see him again? Memories from December by:paleandawkward no copy paste allowed. be aware of plagiarism Nonfiction Romance started: October 25, 2016