Find Me

Over here, it’s snowing,
And what it does to your eyes!
Come back, don’t leave.
I’m over here and cold and numb and losing sight and mind,
And what was it that I was living for, again?

Over here, it’s freezing.
Look, how beautiful your skin in the night!
Don’t leave. Come back. Come back.
I’m still here, and frozen, crazy, running out of time.
Didn’t you say always?

Over here, it’s midnight.
If only you knew what justice this icy breeze does your hair!
Stay here. Don’t leave. Come back.
I’m numb, and lost in thought and city, and… mind.
Where have you left me?

I won’t stop waiting.

Over here forever.
Oh, how time makes you more perfect!
Come back. Stay here. Please?
I’m waiting here, and better, and patient. There’s still time.
Will you mourn here, and find me?

Find Me

TheRealCoolGuy

Joined January 2008

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This poem is NOT (entirely) a soliloquy of a dead person.

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