nothing to worry about

and so it is just like you said it would be life goes easy on me most of the time and so it is the shorter story no love no glory no hero in her skies i can\'t take my eyes off of you and so it is just like you said it should be we\'ll both forget the breeze most of the time and so it is the colder water the blower\'s daughter the pupil in denial i can\'t take my eyes off of you did I say that I loathe you? did I say that I want to leave it all behind? i can\'t take my mind off of you my mind \'til I find somebody new

she sat on the chair

peered out

of the window

wondering how it could be

 

the reality is here and now

no ifs and buts exist

now or ever

 

the snow was falling

slowly and languidly

into the hall

she watched it fall

the slow motions soothing her sore mind

 

she remained seated while he came in

the snow was so beautifully white and calm

even if he asked she wouldn’t answer

he knew 

and didn’t even try

 

she was too sore and too sad

he knew

and still

couldn’t help not to walk

his hand through her hair

 

she shivered and slowly turned around

her eyes blindfolded

her voice dull and empty

like she would talk to a stranger

 

she wasn’t

 

both of them knew

 

no hope for change

no anger to vanish

no tears to wipe

no emptiness to fill up

no hearts that join

 

solely the snow

falling on their pain

covering them

healing their wounds

calming

soothing

forgetting

creating a great black hole

leaving a blank page

 

in them

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