Sunday, November 8, 2009

departure

the icy cold hangs in the air
waiting for the first snowflake to fall
winter whispers its name as the wind race past our face
you pull harder on your coat
keeping the chill out
as you tug at your coat flaps
i tug my heartstrings
pacing down the cobblestone street
dimly lit by the lone street lamp
our silence screaming the deafening melancholy
the stillness of the moment does nothing to soothe the pain i feel
for you are leaving

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