Locked in a dream
The wind singing with memories...

A puzzle waiting to be completed
The pieces scattered in lonely hearts...

I am alone.
A thick layer of fog drapes my vision...

Looking out of a window, pulling the drapes aside,
Snow falling, white feathers...

She sits on the curb of the street,
Alone in the darkness...

Thoughts of laughter and good times,
Countered with those full of sorrow...

I stand in the wet sand,
My toes buried in the water...

The wave comes crashing in,
Tipped with white...