She never thought their efflorescent love would fade, but here they were, sitting, cold, distant, apart.
“This is why I stared at you for so long back in Costa Blanca” he murmured “This is not the first icy winter I’ve faced”.
His short words comforted her, and, finally, she knew what he meant about storing up love. She inched closer, feeling the warmth of his hand on hers.
“So you needn’t fear this cold, and you needn’t fear this distance, for I have saved enough love here for both of us, and we will survive this winter together”