I lay here watching the snow
fall straight down from the heavens
and cluster everywhere it lands.
It is bitter cold, as is my heart.
The reality of your distance from me closes it,
and the loss of a kindred spirit hardens it.
My mind accepts the fact that it's over
but my heart senses the rejection
and holds on to false hope.
I hold you accountable for the pain I've endured...
If only I could hate you...
If I could wish harm to come your way...
The most horrible part
is that however numb my heart may be
it doesn't allow me to feel this way,
it allows me to feel nothing...
it is empty,
as is my love for you.
