snowdrifts

We sat on the front porch steps
As random snowflakes drifted
Along a path of aimless white dots,
Landing softly before turning
Into tiny puddles.

And with an interlude of sweet talks
And silent longings, we remained
Unperturbed
From the moment's stillness.

I refused to listen,
For not even the slightest hush
Nor the very sound of your voice,
Could find the right words
That my heart yearns for.

The moon and the stars finally gave up on us
And took their turn
To rest
In blue.

You stood.
Still oblivious,
To the bitter chill of winter,
That embraced me
As you walked away.

I am left
On the porch
Alone.
As I watched new patches of snow
Halfheartedly fall from the darkness above.

I started to regret my pretenses a moment ago,
For it is when you were near me,
Yet I could not touch you,
That I missed you the most.