xxEtherealGirlxx

Hold my hand- Count "One-two-three". Whisper that you love me. Take the hand upon my wrist, Push it against your pale skin- Count your heart's broken beats with me. Smile as snow collects in my hair, Fresh curls falling lose- A red ribbon holding some hair so prettily. See the tears fall from my eyes? Snowflakes leap from my curled lashes- As you whisper your goodbye. I'll try to keep- Up on my feet, When your hand lets go of me. I'll close my eyes. And realize- You were never really mine.