On a cold balcony, while the winter air cut through the silence, two pigeons stood close together. Not because they had nowhere to go… but because they had each other.
Their tiny breaths faded into the frozen air, their bodies trembling in the chill. Yet every time the wind grew stronger, they moved closer — becoming one small warmth in the middle of the cold.
People passed below without noticing. But up there, in quiet stillness, a gentle story of loyalty was unfolding — a reminder that love needs no words, only presence.
Because even in the lowest temperatures… two hearts that stay together always find warmth. 🕊️❄️
