I must leave this place.
There's nothing left for me here.
With her gone, I need change...
My own departure.
Head down,
I approach the floral cluster.
Without a clue as to where I'm headed,
nor a care in the world.
Passing endless trees and snow,
all I feel is emptiness.
Taking over my thoughts,
memories of better days.
Whispers in the wind,
I hear it talk to me
as it whips past trees
and carves patterns in the snow.
Still in a state of disbelief,
I shut out the reality.
This wound still too raw
for me to accept this loss.
Passing endless trees and snow,
all I feel is emptiness.
Taking over my thoughts,
memories of better days.