Snow Fall Poem by Savannah Satrk

You, me, in the snow...
Flakes falling in our hair,
Foreheads touching under the dormant trees.
Looking at eachother,
Fingers numb, hearts warm,
The idea of you close.
I know I like you more than you like me,
What will never be,
Impossible to think of,
I feel the pain.
To you I am low,
And I can only dream of what will never be.
Why can't i stop wishing and
praying for the pain to go away?

I barely know you...
But I can't wait to see you...