The dappled sunlight
Splashes across
Your face
The leaves
Caught in your hair
As you lie
On the ground

The autumn wind
used to chill me
To the bones
But now
My bones
Seem to stay warm
Somehow

The occasional people
Who walk by
Look at you
With confusion
Or sympathy
But you
Brush them off

Our 7th November
With each other
Holding gloved hands
As we walk
Along the forest path
You talk to me
Like I'm still there

7 years ago
When we walked
Through the woods
Holding gloved hands
The wind
Whipped around us
The trees creaked against it

The trees
Swayed dangerously
You convinced me
To stay
With you
You froze
I didn't

Happy 7th anniversary
All my love