I can't really fathom the many ways in which hot chocolate comforts. For starters, I can't understand why it comforts anything in me at...

"People come and go. Things break and get lost. Memories lose room with days lodging in. Nothing seems to be of the same appearance even...

Line over line, taking necessary turns but each at it's own will. Forming shapes, prominent enough to make the people, standing above us...