We would shuffle through the snow
Under those imaginable pine trees
Their leaves made me blush though
You smiled at me
As the ice slid us apart
But at the time, I didn't see
We never really had a start
I exhaled the icy air
Wow, I felt that in my heart
I couldn't help but stare
At your footprints in the snowy rear
I thought I was prepared
The breeze stole my tears
As I shivered against the pressure
I realized that this year
It would be a lonely December
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Everything I Bottled Up
PoetryI've failed to genuinely express myself for most of my life, but that finally ends here. This is everything I've bottled up, kept hidden, and should've said. Ranked: #4 in poems #24 in poetrycollection #3 in writings #19 in prose #6 in self-love
