for megasesinox
Every year, with winter's touch, My heart grows cold, I yearn for such. What I cannot have—am I to blame? For yours I was, my heart the same. My words for you were meant to change, But all they did was cause you pain. The lake so cold, the ice so thin For you I wait—I'm falling in. I cry for help, but you don't hear; I see your friends, and I'm filled with fear. Time again, I'm left to think Can I swim, or will I sink? Your hands are red, in my back a knife, Yet there you stand and say you're right What once was warm, a love so bright— I thought that we'd survive winter's might. Is this the end? I fear it so, My love for you, just like the snow.
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