Feb 28

Still Here

I lay awake
expecting you
to float in
with your bubbly grin
but nothing comes
you are gone
or so they say
the idea
makes me want
to crumble to pieces
I fall into sadness
a deep eternity
of darkness and hurt
nothing can pull me out
then suddenly
snow flakes touch
my hands
(clenched in fists)
and I smile
you would have loved
the feeling
of snowflakes touching bare skin
and then dissapearing
to make you shiver
another falls down
and another
and another
until it seems
the whole world
is sending snow
to show that you
are still here