Winter
I saw you walking outside in the snow, in the cold. Hands in your pocket, stooping. Scarf tightly around your neck. The cold made your cheeks red. Your thick coat makes me think of armour.
Armour around that fragile being you are. Around that fragile someone I know.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the dark street. Reluctantly you took out a cigarette and lit it, your hand shaking as you brought it up your lips. I watched you while you smoked it and then threw it on the ground stepping on it. People were passing you by, all in their coats, in their armour. All protected by the cold.
You never paid attention to them, until she passed.
She smiled at you, you smiled back.
Spring
I saw you walking outside in the sunlight, gathering as much warmth as you could. Hand in hand with her, smiling.
Your armour was not as hard. Your fragile self was almost exposed to her, to the world.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the street. You pulled her closer, kissing her, Hollywood style. People were passing you by, all in lighter armour.
Some of them looked at you and smiled, you never paid attention to anyone.
She smiled at you, you smiled back.
Summer
I saw you walking outside in the heat, the sun burning brightly over your head. Hand in hand with her, smiling. Spreading the rays of love.
Your armour was gone. Your fragile self exposed to her, to the world.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the street. You pulled her closer, kissing her, Hollywood style. People were passing you by, no one with armour.
All of them looked at you and smiled, you never paid attention to anyone.
She smiled at you, you smiled back.
Fall
I saw you walking outside in the falling leaves, the rain dripping down your hair. Hands in your pockets, she was walking beside you.
Your armour, you were slowly building it up again. You were protecting your fragile self again, from her, from the world.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the street. You looked at her, but did no more. People were passing you by, slowly building up their armour too.
They never looked at you, you couldn’t take your eyes off them.
She didn’t smile, you didn’t smile back.
Winter
I saw you walking outside in the snow, in the cold. Hands in your pocket, stooping. Scarf tightly around your neck. The cold made your cheeks red. Your thick coat makes me think of armour.
Armour around that fragile being you are. Around that fragile someone I know.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the dark street. Reluctantly you took out a cigarette and lit it, your hand shaking as you brought it up your lips. I watched you while you smoked it and then threw it on the ground stepping on it. People were passing you by, all in their coats, in their armour. All protected by the cold.
They never paid attention to you, you never paid attention to them.
She was gone, leaving you in the cold.
04.05.2009
Replica
I saw you walking outside in the snow, in the cold. Hands in your pocket, stooping. Scarf tightly around your neck. The cold made your cheeks red. Your thick coat makes me think of armour.
Armour around that fragile being you are. Around that fragile someone I know.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the dark street. Reluctantly you took out a cigarette and lit it, your hand shaking as you brought it up your lips. I watched you while you smoked it and then threw it on the ground stepping on it. People were passing you by, all in their coats, in their armour. All protected by the cold.
You never paid attention to them, until she passed.
She smiled at you, you smiled back.
Spring
I saw you walking outside in the sunlight, gathering as much warmth as you could. Hand in hand with her, smiling.
Your armour was not as hard. Your fragile self was almost exposed to her, to the world.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the street. You pulled her closer, kissing her, Hollywood style. People were passing you by, all in lighter armour.
Some of them looked at you and smiled, you never paid attention to anyone.
She smiled at you, you smiled back.
Summer
I saw you walking outside in the heat, the sun burning brightly over your head. Hand in hand with her, smiling. Spreading the rays of love.
Your armour was gone. Your fragile self exposed to her, to the world.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the street. You pulled her closer, kissing her, Hollywood style. People were passing you by, no one with armour.
All of them looked at you and smiled, you never paid attention to anyone.
She smiled at you, you smiled back.
Fall
I saw you walking outside in the falling leaves, the rain dripping down your hair. Hands in your pockets, she was walking beside you.
Your armour, you were slowly building it up again. You were protecting your fragile self again, from her, from the world.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the street. You looked at her, but did no more. People were passing you by, slowly building up their armour too.
They never looked at you, you couldn’t take your eyes off them.
She didn’t smile, you didn’t smile back.
Winter
I saw you walking outside in the snow, in the cold. Hands in your pocket, stooping. Scarf tightly around your neck. The cold made your cheeks red. Your thick coat makes me think of armour.
Armour around that fragile being you are. Around that fragile someone I know.
You stopped there, under the clock, in the middle of the dark street. Reluctantly you took out a cigarette and lit it, your hand shaking as you brought it up your lips. I watched you while you smoked it and then threw it on the ground stepping on it. People were passing you by, all in their coats, in their armour. All protected by the cold.
They never paid attention to you, you never paid attention to them.
She was gone, leaving you in the cold.
04.05.2009
Replica
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