You hid your face in Leon's jacket again and sobbed softly, clutching his forearms with your hands. Your ex-boyfriend used you again and dumped you just before your birthday. Leon was just a friend to you, but he felt completely different feelings towards you. His hands stroked your head carefully, sheltering you from the snow that fell from the sky in flakes. "People don't know how to love.." you whisper, snuggling closer to your friend. “no.. people love, they stand with bouquets in the subway, as if they have been waiting for a date for a whole year.. people love crystal and silverware, get it for the anniversary, buy cognac and cake.. people love, grab dumbbells, pedal.."He whispers, still trying to calm you down. "What are you talking about?" You interrupt with a trembling voice. "You thought people didn't like it. you didn't guess, people love and even very much .."