I’m Cold with You

Snow has melted outside the windows.
Puddles covered streets of St. Paul.
The calendar shows that spring is here, 
but with you I’m feeling cold.

Our love ran out through spouts 
With the last drops of melted snow.
The wind blows soft reminders that spring is here, 
but with you I’m feeling cold. 

The words you said flew out of the window.
With the cold, refreshing wind.
Numbness between us reached a crescendo.
The union between us wasn’t destined to be.

Spring opens doors to new blossoms
But sadly, not in our hearts.
Neither of us wants to say it, 
But we would be better apart.

24 comments

  1. Hello, Tatiana,

    A pleasure to read your words. Alas, the bittersweet parting of two souls. Beautifully composed, and you paint vivid visuals with your words.

    Thank you for sharing your poem. I look forward to reading more of your exquisite work.

    Take care, and be safe.

    Paul

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