Some days were harshly cold
Bitter
He watched the snow fall around him
wondering when it came to be
She watched her tears
mix with THE BLOOD
that could color snow
Love could be unrequited and bitter
She curled up
as if to hide that coldly mixed with her tears
She smiled as if life's cruel joke was funny
He and her
weren't connected at all
They knew not of each other's pain
She did not pine for him
He was not hurt over her
Alone, sadness draws its connections
among differences.