the cold air
can be seen
every time
we take a breath
my tears sting
as they race
down my cheeks
to soak into my scarf
my hand has
gone numb
and no longer had
yours to hold
Christmas music plays
jingling merrily
as my heart
shatters to the beat.
the words
dancing off your lips
hanging in the air
as if they were mistletoe
”i’m sorry”
i watch as you turn your back
and walk away
for the last time.