Chapter 1 - A cold day

A cold day
in the middle of December
the memories I hold
are hard to remember

The snow falling
hitting the ground
slowing falling
not making a sound

Walking through the snow
my hands in my pocket
head hanging low
looking at my locket

I stop
I take a look inside
it's a picture
of the one that left me behind

I fall to the ground
stare up and cry
lying on my back
at the gray snow filled sky

I throw the locket
as far as it would go
and it falls
landing in the snow

The memories are back now
everything I ever knew
it's so plain to see
the memories are of you.




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