STAY

The winter stay, being a season of betray.

Your neglection was enough to convey in a certain way.

Your love was destined for the lessons you gave,

It didn't make me brave.

All I did was wait,

in my poetic state.

Will you ever come back?

Your warmth is something I would always lack.

It's okay I will move on,

staring at the dawn

with a longing in my eyes,

your words were very wise- "it's not meant to be"

I will set you free.