Winter

Winter is coming...
They said and smiled wishing for the beauty of snow and the warmth of hot chocolate
Everyone standing outside with their big jackets keeping them warm
The girl with black hair no one dared to talk to
Standing alone in the corner, matching the cloudy sky
She was beautiful like winter yet ice cold
Her touch was like dying inside
So everyone ignored her
Her touch was painful and felt like death
But even a blind man could see she was suffering
But people were too scared to feel her cold
So days passes after days
And just like winter the girl faded when time came
And as soon as the flowers started to bloom again and the weather started to become warmer
She was nowhere in sight
People wondered what happened to her
But noone really cared because she was a stranger to them
They only remembered the girl with the long black hair and the cold atmosphere that surrounded her like a shield of ice
©ylviia