Blacktail Deer Plateau thin flames underneath my skin

This conversation took a turn that he was not expecting. An ache in his chest. From confusion to a bashful boy, to now an emotionally stricken man, his gaze fell back onto the snowy horizon. I thought I found one this summer, I was wrong. he admitted heavily. 

Trying to turn this into a more lighthearted conversation, rather than once again dwindling on the past - a shadow looming over his shoulder he has been desperate to try and rid himself. Why, do you have an arranged marriage in mind? He chuckled.