Avalanche.

Cold heartache floods down on you, unexpectedly.

You cry, but your tears freeze before anyone sees them coming.

The pain, it comes too quickly for you to react.

Then you freeze, afraid to move.

You try to move, afraid to be buried in the rushing cold.








And then you get stuck, in the cold, biting pain, trying to move unsuccessfully, gasping for the little air you'll live no longer on.