once,
once, i looked out the window
once, i looked out the window at midnight
once, i looked out the window at midnight when the world had
once, i looked out the window at midnight when the world had snuggled into the blanket
once, i looked out the window at midnight when the world had snuggled into the blanket of uneasy sleep
once, i looked out the window at midnight when the world had snuggled into the blanket of uneasy sleep.
i heard
i heard the whispers of flowers
i heard the whispers of flowers and the cries of trees
i heard the whispers of flowers and the cries of trees echoing across the
i heard the whispers of flowers and the cries of trees echoing across the ill lit street
and saw the
and saw the glare of fading stars
and saw the glare of fading stars as the moon wouldn't
and saw the glare of fading stars as the moon wouldn't meet my eyes
and saw the glare of fading stars as the moon wouldn't meet my eyes.
the hopelessness
the hopelessness of the blowing air
the hopelessness of the blowing air didn't cut through me
the hopelessness of the blowing air didn't cut through me as it rushed past
for i felt
for i felt something cold
for i felt something cold lying in me
colder than the
colder than the winter nights
colder than the winter nights and the cup of coffee
colder than the winter nights and the cup of coffee forgotten
colder than the winter nights and the cup of coffee forgotten at your side
colder than the winter nights and the cup of coffee forgotten at your side:
my heart
my heart.
and it grew colder
and it grew colder as i callously went back to bed
and it grew colder as i callously went back to bed,
and it grew colder as i callously went back to bed, oblivious to what it meant
and it grew colder as i callously went back to bed, oblivious to what it meant.
~storm
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