April’s blizzard snowstorm.

Relationship moved slow
Love became a hell of blows
Today was Quarrel’s
Tomorrow became sadness own
Sleeping apart on a single throne
Kissing in parts
No feelings grown
Even touches failed to make our heart to moan
Our spines to coil and make our feelings to roam
Memories going distant, our actions glowed
In different directions,our eyes went low
Tears became it’s only language
It never stopped to flow
Heart beating slow
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Our hearts became cold
Colder than an April blizzard snowstorm.

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