Silver World

Thu, 05/05/2016 - 16:22 -- Wolvena

A white cloak wraps around me

I’m not cold, not on the outside

I pull it closer still

Maybe I can stop the cold

 

I see you walk away

It’s hard

I feel cold

I pull the cloak closer

Maybe I can be warm

 

My hand reaches out from the white cloak

Your figure fades

I feel ice covering me

Silver flakes fall down around me

Holding me in place

 

I remember your bright smile

I remember your kind words

I remember your vibrant laughter

I don’t think I’ll ever be warm again

I feel the ice slowing my heart

 

The white cloak slips from my shoulders

It falls silent in the silver landscape

I don’t want to lose you

Slowly I move forward

 

I begin to run

I feel the ice start to thaw

I see you turn around

I see your bright smile

My lips curve up

Maybe it had been me

Maybe I can be warm again

 

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