Beneath that sky

Whispering my secrets to you, I let my heart pour out until I was no more.

beneath that gray winter sky, beneath the trees, freezing out the pain I let it pour. Foolishly trusting where I knew I should not stand,

A stepping-stone on your path, nothing more. You were through, done and gone. How could I be so ignorant, and naïve?

Beyond this transparent veil stands a shell, within that shell there is nothing. Its contents still beneath that gray winter sky, beneath the trees where you left them.