Winter

The only time I actually remember, I'd rather forget it all.

It's winter once again and the memories come crashing in.
Of last year, back when we still talked
And other, further back in time.
Having snowball fights
Or making christmas wreaths at school.
Going out to ride sleights.
Behaving like little kids
That you once were.
These are just some of the moments
In which I tried to make up for the lost childhood.
There won't be another winter filled with laughter
For you are not here anymore
Or maybe it's me who left
But you've never really missed me, did you?