I lay there. Still, As the first flake of snow fell onto the window. That's how I've remembered you for two years when I last saw you. You were my everything. I just regret seeing you on that day...
The snow was crisp and had recently fallen. I was sat at home whilst you through snow at my bedroom window, then I opened it to find you stood there shivering from the cold. It was freezing so we kept each other warm. Where we were going? I don't know. Why? Because I loved him.
As he told me jokes that kept me laughing for ages, we came to the road. But he didn't see the car skidding rapidly down the road. I tugged at his t-shirt... But by then it was too late. Collision!
I stuck by him everyday at the hospital and always tried to visit. "There is a chance he could die" said the doctor looking emotionally dull. Die? The love of my life could die? The news couldn't be any worse- until 2 weeks later.
I held his cold, pale hand tightly, shaking. That's when he closed his eyes for the last time. For months I wept, I didn't understand how something like this could happen so fast.
I hate snow. I hate ice. But everytime I see the snow fall... I remember you- Snow.
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