sometimes i stumble across posts on the internet
about books or other things I love,
and i think i would be good friends with whoever wrote them
but they are long gone.
grown up and living an entirely different life,
not even sparing a memory for the things of the past,
or the girl who read their words,
and longed for a friend.
When I looked at you I saw-
decades of pain and sorrow
I tried to hold you close
but you pushed me away
I dreamed and yearned for you
to find your peace
But it wasn't til he called you back
to that horrid place
Hello winter
dancing snowflakes, bristling wind
Hello winter
hold me safe in your embrace
beside the fireplace
melt away the frigid day
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