Stroking my rose red cheeks
And catching my tear that falls
This night in cold november
Is where we could of had it all.
A sliver of your face is seen
A silver teardrop in your eye
My unsaid words fall unto your fingers
Need no words for our goodbye.
A gasp escapes my lips
As you brush the snow out of my hair,
Just by this little sign
it shows how much you care.
Your so very close now
I see snow flakes on your lashes,
A bomfire flicker is nearby
I can smell the burning ashes.
A bitter smile curves your lips
You close you hand around mine,
You gaze straight into my eyes
With a look I can't define.
A look that showed your soul
A look I can't explain
you pressed your lips to mine
Ran, to catch your train
But I won't cry about you absence
I won't cry for our pain,
For our strife our tears but simply
That I won't see that look again.