Jan 2014
We fell down the mountain into piles of cold snow and we never saw the frostbite headed our way.
It was cold and lonely as we went our separate ways but the ice had only just begun to form in our hearts.
It was like trying to cross a train track when the train was moving full speed ahead; death was around the corner laughing at us. It was like trying to breathe underwater; impossibilities were not our strong suit.
I would like to paint a picture of us but I wouldn't know what color to start with. Sometimes I picture us so blue and calm with tiny hints of red... But it was more like red slashes along a white canvas.
We hit the winter at full speed with only our naive hearts guiding the way. Love melted faster than the snow that night and there was nothing we could do to stop it.
It was cold and lonely as we went our separate ways but the ice had only just begun to form in our hearts.
It was like trying to cross a train track when the train was moving full speed ahead; death was around the corner laughing at us. It was like trying to breathe underwater; impossibilities were not our strong suit.
I would like to paint a picture of us but I wouldn't know what color to start with. Sometimes I picture us so blue and calm with tiny hints of red... But it was more like red slashes along a white canvas.
We hit the winter at full speed with only our naive hearts guiding the way. Love melted faster than the snow that night and there was nothing we could do to stop it.
