Snowing

It is snowing
Snowing for the first time in ages
Snowing your love

It feels so good as it hits my warm skin
I try to catch some and every once in awhile
I get a flake or two

But I had to go inside one day
And it would be a tough journey
To get back
I would stare out the window
Waiting until I could push my way out

When I finally got out
I was waiting for the coolness to hit
It never did

I hadn't relaized that it had stopped snowing
I hadn't realized, you had stopped loving me