• As the snow falls,
    I forget my past.
    A shadowy figure sits beside me,
    pleading for my life;
    begging it be him in my position.
    The tears that fall from the figure bring warmth to my face;
    I smile.
    What I seem to have forgotten was that the thing beside me was my love.
    "Goodbye."
    I mouth out,
    unable to speak.