(Play the song and read my story)Â 7 Pounds – Ennio Morricone – The Crisis
The snow falls
quietly,
slowly.
I wish you were here to see it.
Pure white,
soft
like cotton balls.
I drag my feet through it,
trace your name in it.
God, I miss you.
Maybe you’ll see it from here,
where I am so small?
The breeze catches the back of my neck.
Is that you?
breathing?
Telling me
You’re okay?
Do you miss me?
My hands are cold
like death.
like yours
When I held it for that last time.
Are you happy?
My tears freeze halfway down my face
Shivering,
I wonder,
Is this a good enough
goodbye?
7 Pounds – Ennio Morricone – The Crisis
3 comments
Molly,
i read it what does it mean? did someone die? i don’t know you but i’ll never know you if i don’t ask.
My best friend committed suicide last year
Really good writing. I’m sorry about your friend.