I'd like to be the snow.

My gaze drifts to the windows

Snow is falling.

…muted smiles

A soft, innocent beauty

White and pure…

…joyful and happy…

Yet, all it is…

is frozen rain.

My thoughts drift to my soul

Rain is pouring.

…wretched tears

A harsh, hopeless ugly

Tainted and grey…

…sorrow and pain…

Yes, all it is…

is melted snow.

I am the rain

…yet I yearn for that cold

So that I may feel

just once…

What it is like to be the snow.