It was a cruel winter but we had each other
We had each other briefly,
I loved that you were mine.
Was I too fast? Were you not in your right mind?
We were polar opposite, but didn’t you say you like that?
It was a cruel winter, but we had each other.
The best Christmas and new year, as short as it lasted.
For all the things I said which you took it to heart, I regretted.
But I was being me, in all true colours with no pretence.
You said you saw another side of me you fear,
You won’t accept; and for you I wouldn’t change
Little did I realise, you were as pure as porcelain, too delicate to handle.
Thank you for being there with me when I needed you the most.
Now I write poetry at night, the affairs fuel my inspiration
Like the morning snow on my doorstep, you disappeared in a blink of an eye.
We both moved on fast, and I always knew, if I lost you, I still have me,
I can’t possibly lose.
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