Hello? Are you still there?
This silence is more than i can bare...

Staring through an opaque window,
All i see is me...

Would there be a day where you're not in it
Would there be a tear in which you glisten...

Rose, a willing mind,
A defense mechanism...

The break of day creeps into my mind,
The frosty flakes suffocate the ground...

I wrote this poem just for you,
Because to me you were loyal and true...