In the midst of the snow

Who can say for certain,

Who knows how I feel,

Even myself, I'm certain,

I don't know how I feel.

I walked alone,

People walking by,

I looked at them,

But none looking back.

My jacket covered with snow,

My hands are trembling,

As I trot on the white carpet,

The thought in my mind started racing.

Why am I feeling like this?

I know I shouldn't be like this,

But I can't stop myself from thinking,

Thinking of the only person that matters to me.

She is one of a kind,

She is an angel,

She is the saviour,

She is my messiah.

As I looked at her,

From far beyond,

In the midst of the falling snow,

Oh dear,

How I long for her to see me,

Just so that she could see me,

And only me.

But the spotlight isn't on me,

It is on her,

I am just another face in the crowd,

People are looking at her,

And none at me.

I can only crack a smile,

Just happy to look at her,

And then I walk away,

Smiling all the way.

Trotting on the virgin snow,

In this snowy linen land,

This is when I take my bow,

To disappear through the curtain of white flakes,

And come back again,

Just so I can look at her.

p/s: Had no idea to write, really. Guess I'm having, as Sarah babe calls it, Writer's Block. Well, I'll try and update as much as I can. Need to find my lost pictures (7000+ of them). Shit