I remember this day...

It tasted like fine wine,

But black glass surrounds the floor...

My barefoot heart walked straight towards you...

...

The snow held our hands,

As we prayed our veins wouldn't freeze...

Our eyes were the sun,

We were the spark that lit up the void...

...

Our space was endless...

God couldn't touch our ceilings...

Or so we felt...

Until you put a roof of jealousy over us...

And that's when I said:

"I can't breathe"

...

I thought you covered my room in a mirror maze...

Because all I saw was me and not you...

The glass never lies to the skin,

But lies to the eyes that behold it...

...

After the separation...

I awaited for you...

November 31st...

A month that doesn't want to change...

I'm still on the calendar...

Waiting for December to go away...

To fly away in the spring...