the walls bleed of you
your essence seeping through
memories and fragments
tragedies among accents
the frosty winds
making me swear
you toque given
despite the cold air
nipping at your ears
my heart is frozen
living- an oversight
overshadowed and quiet
silent in the light
of the candles in a vigil
tears dripping down my cheeks
those you'd caress
on quiet evenings
Things have to continue
my path is still unclear
while yours ended
my continues still
