My nose pressed against the window
Frost melting around my breath
I watch you
Move from room to room
But
One hundred miles away
I want to touch your silken skin
To feel your subtle touch
I reach out
My hand towards you
Met
By freezing glass
Then I see another join
Wet from a shower
He enters
I know him
He took your heart
And I turn
To leave footprints in the snow
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