December 21, 2010

Our lips were red and our veins were blue and all you were thinking of was that it's quarter past two. We ran through the snow and fell to the ground; we were the only ones making any sound. You took off running like you were doing it to save your life and left me there staring after you. I stood there for a while, just waiting for you to return but I never saw you aain. It was a quarter past two and that was the end.