I wake up to the first snow of year

It betrays me quietly, an astray tear

For I miss the warmth of your arms

The ringing of early morning alarms

That taste of brewing hot chocolate

And alluring knocks of blissful fate

I feel the absence of your gentleness

Oh look at me now, I'm such a mess!

I don't know if time is passing me by

It's been days I've stepped under sky

The world outside is rushing around

But it's your love to which I'm bound

I know those years have stuck my life

Nothing's in harmony, it's all a strife

I so keep waiting and waiting in vain

For the day when I'll escape this pain

But again comes the first snow of year

And it betrays me quietly...

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An astray tear