winter

i didn't have to write those poems
cause you and i already knew what...
yet you and i both lived

as i'm reading your story
as you tear your violin

you broke my heart so many times
that now i'm used to the sound of shredding glass

Cleansing rain
is not yet falling
you still hold me in your grip

yet i know that
you don't know who you are
you don't know how much you hurted

winter, i beg you
build your shadows into wings
change the past into some closure
modify feelings into dreams

winter, i hate you
winter, i love you
winter, i despite you
winter, i understand you
winter, do you have any idea how,

how freakisly hard you froze the lake.

Winter, i will not forget that
if means only if.
denying facts will give me closure
denying you may give me peace.