when it starts to snow, even a little flicker of fire draws us to it. we crave to feel it's heat. then we light a fire, and do our best to protect it from the cold wind. we want it to stay all through the winter. but with the end of january, all our desires deminish and suddenly, by march, without even realising it, we let the fire out.

we only crave for things when we need it the most.