Layer me with your powder
I'll brush it off and scream louder
Get off me!
Leave my heart and mind in peace
This chill that echoes down my soul
Is reminiscent of the pain that left holes
but as you keep trickling down upon my head
I question if my love for you is dead
I hate this thought
but my mind is snagged, it's caught.
Give me a shovel, I'll dig myself out
It's not as if I expect you to pay attention to my pout.
I will enjoy you from afar
maybe scoop you up and put you in a jar
Be my snow globe and I'll wind you up
Listen to memories and fill my cup
That's all that is left
I'm happy with the love I've kept
Forgive me and I forgive you
For our love is gone, but it was true...
I'll always love you.
I wrote this today at work. It snowed heavily today and the snow helped inspire me as well as a dream I had last night in which I dreamed about things with my ex.
~T
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