THE SUNLIGHT DANCES ON THE WATER. I CLASP MY HANDS IN THE STREAM TO HOLD IT FOR MYSELF, BUT THE SUN SLIPS THROUGH MY FINGERS. IT SLIPS THROUGH MY FINGERS AND CLIMBS ATOP THEM.
THIS WARMTH WILL NEVER BE MINE 4EVER. BUT IT WILL REST HERE FOR A LITTLE WHILE
WINTER IS OVER, BUT THE WORLD FEELS COLD AGAIN.
UR LOVE IS MY COAT, MY HAT, MY MITTENS. UR LOVE WARMS MY FINGERS AND CHEST AND IT LINGERS. ITβS STILL COLD OUTSIDE BUT ITβS WARMER WITH U
GETTING HOME AFTER TIME WITH THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. AND THE GLOW IN UR CHEST STARTS 2 FADE A LITTLE. AND THE SMILE SLIPS FROM UR FACE. AND ITS BACK TO THE BLACK ROOM ONCE AGAIN. THE QUIET HAS NEVER BEEN THIS LOUD