Wading through the trees
Crunching the sleet
Remember when we
Met in the street?
Your eyes glowed a soft purple
Hazel hair blowing in the wind
Your smile showed off your dimples
But didn’t reach within
Wading through the trees
Crunching the sleet
Remember when we
Burned in the heat?
We ran far until your fingers
Slipped like water and my hands were a sieve
I struggled for your touch that lingered
But you refused to live
Memories start to dance
Crunching the sleet
Was that the last chance
We had to meet?
Tears dapple the February snow
My heartbeat won’t ever slow
Why did you have to go?
There was so much we didn’t know
There was so much you never knew
Crunching the sleet
I love you
But is it too late?
“Happy Valentine’s Day”
As I lay flowers across your grave
Those are the words I say
To you, the one who I couldn’t save
