Winters Falling

Looking at the world through my window,
life seems to be passing before me and behind.
The past as far away as the future,
suspended, waiting,
Where are you?, I feel so alone.

Winters here, cold at the window.
Frost bites,
trees adorned with white sparkling magic,
freezing everything into motionless silence,
within and without.
Where am I?, I feel so alone.

Dark and cold outside my window,
Icy fingers grip my heart
when I think of not being with you.
Without your love.
Who am I?, I miss you.

Cold outside and in,
your love the warm breath
that keeps my heart beating,
keeps it beating,

keeps it beating,

keeps it beating.

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