Today it snowed,
And even if it was just a little bit
It still felt comforting.
Until I saw it wouldn't last.
Neither on the ground or in the clouds.
And as the final shower past.
I understood the feeling of non eternity.
The feeling of loosing comfort,
Yet again it wasn't a new feeling
I was just surprised I could feel comforted.
By such a little thing no less.
And again I remembered that this wasn't the first time and won't be the last.
But the sense of loosing you,
I can assure, would never come to pass a single moment.
Your snow melting would send my mind ablaze. Though no warmth could be felt.
So I ask, could you please not come to pass.

(Ist älter)