• I am here,
    ‘Seeing’ you through the window,
    Listening to the swirl of your hair.
    What goes through your mind?
    When you hear my name,
    Lover, or friend?
    Do you think of me,
    At all?
    Or am I merely a dusty shape in your memory,
    Next to you?

    Is it still snowing?
    I cannot tell,
    The world looks the same,
    Always.
    This room is so cold and empty.
    All I can do is stare out the window,
    Waiting
    Will you visit me again?

    I hope before that horrible day
    I can say to you once
    That I love you,
    Just like I was hoping
    Before the day I told you
    That terrible news

    Were they crocodile tears?
    That day.
    It was snowing
    The clouds were crying,
    For me?
    Or for you?

    I am waiting
    For you,
    To walk in so cheerful
    And tell me it’s Valentine’s Day
    But I don’t know if you’ll come
    I don’t know if I will get
    My chance to say those words to you
    I know today is my last day
    My only chance

    Is it snowing?
    I cannot tell.
    It all looks the same
    Through these eyes,
    These useless eyes.
    I cannot tell
    If the footsteps are yours.
    If my message reaches you
    When I whisper with my last breath
    Those words.
    Yet I know
    You will never arrive