It rains and snows in tangled flight,
Nothing on Earth feels clear or right.
Your love was just as hard to see,
It left behind deep agony.
Nothing on Earth feels clear or right.
Your love was just as hard to see,
It left behind deep agony.
You wandered paths that you could find,
Disappearing down streets left behind.
You left me here, silent and worn,
Like a tree that stands alone, forlorn.
When we counted love’s petals, bright,
You tore the flower with bitter might.
What once was pure, you cast away,
And left it wilting in decay.
In the fog of endless time,
Only my heart hears the chime,
Looking back at days long passed,
When we were two, but could not last.
27.03.1995
