As the frozen breeze blows through,
I don't notice...

I see
I get it...

Inside my chest
My heart yearns...

Lets go back
To those hot May days...

Each day,
I walk up and down that hall...

Nothing ever
It will always be outdone...

I sit in my room
I resent them...

I think its gone
I don't feel the emptyness in my gut...

Thank you
For saying those things...

Frozen
Mouth gaping open...

Once I've grieved
The loss of it...

This is it,
I've said all to be said here...