A cold glass

A cold glass

  There is a glass that looks cold like a frosted window glass. A glass made of transparent crystal contains cold water that has just been poured. The cool air from the pure water creates water droplets on the surface of the glass. Even the half-moon-shaped rays reflected from the bottom of the glass are frozen. A cold glass also creates dry shadows. But the cold cup has two faces. Dazzlingly sparkling transparent lights coexist in the inaccessible coldness.

I thought about loneliness.

And it seems that this image of solitude is stuffed into each heart like a cold glass in a painting. Maybe we all want to hold a cold glass together with laughing.
But the moment we raise our glass, we know. My hands are getting colder whenever I touch it. The moment we drink the water in it, we may even freeze our souls.

Loneliness traps both the lonely self and those who try to face it with a cold chill. So, when we feel lonely, we must not raise my glass and ask for a toast to the other person's glass. You just have to look at that loneliness as one of beauty.
Then you will find that each cup is very beautiful. We can communicate with each other's reflections and sparkles without lifting for cheer our glasses.