A poem made for you... 💔 Made from shattered pieces But trust me, this is true Hoping that this, to you, finally reaches.

But in silence, it stood there Stiffened by the coldness Frozen by the air A poem, not died in cold, worst, in silence.

Still, this poet loves you dearly Praying for your happiness, that, she could do So, she weaves her love only through poetry Knowing, there would never be, "The two of you".