Winter brings me such sorrow,
and such beautiful snowflakes before my eyes,
and I the cold do despise,
and I am counting on a better tomorrow,
because I have lost you,
and it is true,
I was to blame, and I am ashamed,
ashamed at how we parted,
for you came to me in an emotional mood,
and you came to me,
and I tried to understand,
the sentimentality,
for you were not over you,
and you,
you were not over who you were with before,
so, I could not move forward with you,
and about you I was never sure,
so, what else could I do,
but feel like I was banging my head,
against a brick wall,
so, I ended it with you in a sorrowful truce,
and in the winter snows that come and go,
the winter snows,
that are forever vanishing and appearing,
well, at least they are true,
but about your truthfulness,
I never really had a clue.

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