Spring was steady approaching, blooming in over my sorrows
For winter has made me cold and bitter
To even think, what more is there to live for?
I have tried to hold the hand of him that is supposed to bring
me great joy, I have tried to speak to him but intead my heart froze, just a
second away from uttering the regretful words. The winds blew harder than ever,
and the rain carried all truths away. It was unlike any pain I ever felt. I stood silently, protecting
everything in sight, but it was to late, it spreaded faster than cancer, consuming
even that which was buried so deep inside of me. For once again I was without chance.
I gently pulled the covers back as the sun gleamed over my nakedness
I could hear the morning birds singing as if sadness was no more
For spring was here, and my tears were a vague memory. Everything insight became
whole again as if the winter never came. I visited once again your stoned heart. I could
feel the wind blow over my shoulders as this time I embraced it.
Though the regrettable words were not so painful as
before, but if only you could've said it back. For once
again still no chance.