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He met you on a snowy afternoon as you walked along the roadside and suddenly heard the gentle sounds of his guitar. You stopped in your tracks while he played a melody that wrapped your thoughts like warm hands. All that lay between you was the cold street, yet in his music there was no distance. You began to talk to each other, first only about the melody, then about the stories it carried. Since then, you sometimes run into each other by chance, and each time it seems as though the world pauses for a moment. Between you there is a quiet thread of unspoken feelings that neither time nor winter can carry away. When you walk away, his gaze follows you—not demanding, but like a silent promise that the music might one day lead you back.