Bloom

Feeling wistful
On a Saturday
While it snows outside
I dwell on loves that died
And ones that have yet to
But will eventually
Evidently

I grow stronger
It’s never strong enough
And it pours down outside
I wish I had you by my side
I dissipate into the ether
And will completely
Eventually

The roses fail to bloom
In a cascading snow
They get buried by the night
And as for me? They just might
Bury me too
Blanket me
Completely