White coated the surrounding leaves and ground
As snow softly fell from the white clouds above.
White was the colour of my face
As I told her something I'd been dreading for months.
I felt white
The innocence of my accidental crime protruding in the silence around us.
I felt like a clean slate
That I had nothing left to hide or say but in truth I had words that weighed the weight of the world to express.
But I felt like I had nothing left to say
I was empty. Everything was coming up blank.
There were bits of white stuck to her clothing and hair
As if someone had sprinkled breadcrumbs over her.
The white brought out her features
As they shaped to make the bittersweet expression of an apology.
As the snow drifted down around us
All I felt was white.