Concrete

Walking home at 4 am

The streets are covered in snow

The bridges of my city

Wreathe around the icy flows

Cars passing by, shining their light

At the houses standing in my way

I try to walk fast

But the ground feels like glass

These icy slabs of concrete

Make me wish that I was next to you

But that will never happen again

We will never be more than friends

We haven't had these days in quite some time

Cold air in my lungs

Those warm summer nights of ours are now long gone

I haven't told you that the ice is the only thing

That keeps me from drowning so I

I try to walk fast

But the ground feels like glass

These icy slabs of concrete

Make me wish that I was next to you

But that will never happen again

We will never be more than friends

We haven't had these days in quite some time

Just leave me here

To my own devices

Don't get too close

I don't know how thick the ice is