She’s clothed naked
Naked to the world
The cold seeped through her
Warming every vein in her body
She shed a leaf, proving her point
The sky answered back, breaking a joint
She shed another one, a petal of her frozen beauty
The trees turned a blind eye, so they won’t have to see
She has given quite enough, she couldn’t shed anymore
It’s time for her to wait
He slowly left
Leaving her empty
“Why?” she asked
He never looked back
But she knew the answer
The more he says,
The more she’ll get hurt
The longer he stays,
The more she’ll have nothing left of her.
Because he is the winter
And she’s just a delicate flower
