Breathe bated as the frosted grass twinkled like diamonds in the moon light. It was a cold autumn night made colder by the north eastern winds that rattled the tree branches. Finally he spoke, yet the words seemed miles away from audible. Suddenly yanked back present, “I’ve lived my life edited,” she said with his eyes searching his face for understanding. “Every unspoken thought.”, she continued. The biting cold burned as the wind blew. Meeting like this the last thing she wanted; but the cold reminded her of everything. Her eyes searched his face for any response she was unclear as to what he had even said only moments ago. "What are you even talking about?", He snarled with such disgust on his face it cut her to her soul. "There is so much you don't even know...", she said a a solitary tear rolled down her cheek. "It's a little late to even start to tell me now don'tcha think?", he retorted coldly as he pushed his hands deeper into his c