They closed the door and walked away
But only one of them left
The other froze behind the door
Taking a moment to breathe
Hoping one day they’ll be rational
Hoping she didn’t have to leave
She liked the cosy Venn diagram
She loved the warmth she received
But she didn’t like the awful things
He said when he was mean
So hopefully some time will pass
And he will remember their beauty
Hopefully he will realise words can’t be thrown around so freely
She hopes they both take time to grow
Two beautiful individual souls
And in winter when the frost does shine
They can reconnect over warm mulled wine