Have I tried to earn, what love owns?

Course, it is a loveless question,

for I should already know…

hapless victim of adoration,

my flaws of the heart,

leave me in awe and…with no where to start.

Could have awoken in sorrow,

a sorrow that would hold me down tomorrow.

All the while, persuading away today.

I think if I pass this way, again,

I will worry less about risk.

I think if I pass this way again,

I will take the flower off the wall…

and leave messages for you,

in the snow,

five stories tall.