Love made our shadows into one

The large tree in front of the station swayed in the night breeze.
Amid the crowd of people heading home from work, our white breath melted into the air.
As we walked, carefully choosing our words, we were still too close to be called friends or lovers.

Our shoulders bumped into each other in front of the ticket gate.
It was just that one event, but that day seemed a little different.
When I saw your smiling profile, I felt like winter was one step closer.

We'd passed each other so many times, and each time I'd stayed away.
I was a little scared to put a name to this distance.
But the snow had started to fall, enveloping the city as if to hide our hesitation,
and at our feet, shadows naturally overlapped.

Our shadows, walking side by side, stretched out in the same direction without hesitation.
It seemed as if only the snow knew the answer, not the words.

The two of us reflected in the window had suddenly acquired similar expressions.
The silence that we'd filled with jokes somehow became warmer.
As my fingertips touched through my gloves, a single hesitation disappeared.

What I was more afraid of than losing someone was the way I would change.
But as I matched my stride with yours, my heart stopped wavering.

Even if there was a future where I would return to being a single shadow.
The moment I had that thought, you called my name.
With that one word, all my doubts became past tense.

The snow will someday disappear.
But I will never forget the way our shadows lined up as one that night.