Whistling through the trees
The midnight air surrounds me
I feel so at ease
Even without you to hold me

Everything in sight is covered in ivory
Icicles hang from the stones
The purple roses I have brought you
Are wilting fast in the snow

The fragile blades of grass break free
When I lie down upon the ivory blanket
Embracing coldness
For you are gone
But you’ve stayed inside my soul

What great pain you have caused
By what you have done
Left me here alone to wilt
As have these roses

I loved you
How could you leave me with this dismay?
Didn’t I give you enough to live?
Enough to be happy?

I’m so scared
I don’t want to go
Help me
Spare me just this once

Setting my chance
I reach to the knife that lay before me
Jabbing it into my wrist
I cry out in pain
Bear down and cry
Why must it happen this way?
I feel so close to you
Reaching you
As I fade

Lying down beside the stone
The stone that reads your name
I place my wound upon the snow
Whisper softly I love you before I go

I smile
Breathe my last breath of air
And feel at ease knowing
I may have not died in your arms
But I died six feet away