February

Our love was short,

sweet like candy,

bitter like a cherry tart.

You stole my heart,

I became prisoner to your soul,

Freedom is the price I paid.

I never should have stayed,

but I played the game,

and neither of us came out a winner.

As months went on, my world became dimmer,

I am a shadow of darkness,

in a world of blue.

Bruises fade but I can't forget you,

cold like February,

There's no escaping the pain.

I flinch now when I hear your name,

as the train takes me far away,

and I know I will never be the same.