A loved one recedes into the background. He leaves a trail of of longing and loneliness. All the colour seems to have gone out of her life. Her life is rendered cold, devoid of the warmth of his touch and the care that he so lovingly bestowed on her. Now, she makes her way through life without the joy that was so evident in the way she made herself presentable and alluring to him. Then, she was joy incarnate. She longs to see the dance of spring in her life once again and for the cold of winter to vanish from her life. She longs to be reunited with her beloved.