I sit in darkness
Staring at the page

I jot down the thoughts
Trying to release the pressure

Sometimes the page is left blank
Because there's nothing else to say

In my writing hour

It's been a year now
I wish I could forget

A lot has changed
It hasn't even snowed yet

I believed in the snow
Once filled with hope now regret

Like the red stripped sweater
The first time we met

I can't believe I am left like this
Telling myself not to fret

Searching for what I did wrong
Trying not to break a sweat

Now I'm left with a torn photo Avoiding the sweater like a threat

Praying it doesn't snow
Wishing I could forget

But I can't
I can't forget December

I don't know where I'm going
or why I'm going
all I know is I am going

Walk up to me
Look me in the eyes
And flatter me

Stand there
Watch my face turn red
And enjoy every second of it

Wait until I'm lost
Lost in the hope that maybe
Just maybe, there is somebody

Then I dare you
Bring her up
Tell me why you're really here

Don't wait long
Just get to the point
I know it's coming sooner or later

It always does

I used to think you sent him to me for a reason

Now I've realized that reason was just a lesson

we grew a little too fast that the stretch marks were forced to stretch a little too far

when you're gone
it's like i'm lost

i don't know who i am
all i know is you
i don't know where i'm going
i just hope it's to you

i wander the esoteric forest
and pray i find you soon

just like the flower
it's all dying