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Snowflakes fall and I am in awe,

My memories return.

That night of cold December,

When we were in love.

Although it was brief,

While you held my hand,

I reminisce now,

In the wake of the end.

You placed a kiss,

On top of my lips,

And I knew that your lips,

Would be the ones I’d miss.

Snowflakes fall and here I am,

Thinking of you,

In the wake of the end.

There’s no looking back,

Nothing to fix.

Our memories live,

Through that one special kiss.

 
 

One foot in front of the other,

One step at a time.

Let me catch my breath,

I said I will be fine.

A rush takes over me,

An euphoric touch.

I launch myself forward,

I hope you can catch.

A moment of power,

The strength of your arms.

I feel them around me,

It is you that I trust.

Rid me of the dullness,

And light me right up.

I know you will listen,

And do as you must.

You are my flame,

I give you the spark.

Kind words and support,

I give as you ask.

I may fall again,

But you lift me back up.

You are my soul,

You are my crutch.

 
 

You’re not welcome here, not anymore.

You left and did so a long time ago.

I got used to it, our past no longer lingers.

Your scent has faded, how do I figure?

You don’t cross my mind, not very often.

When I do think of you, I don’t feel much after.

Our memories are but memories,

Both happy and less than.

I keep them in my heart, a lesson I’ve learned.

I almost fell in the hands of temptation,

I have been wondering what you taste like after,

After the years, the experiences,

The good and the other

The times that have made me,

The woman that wonders.

 
 

WE SAY THE THINGS WE FEEL AND FEEL THE THINGS WE SAY

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