Why Did You Go?

A cold winter night on Christmas Eve
and you are running away into the dark
snow, running away.

I'm so cold, why aren't you here and
holding me to warm me up?

Why are you leaving me here alone?

I must be a cruel person, worthless
and pathetic, I must be the type of
person who deserves to only be alone.

Love won't shine in my heart anymore,
you took the light with you.

I scream in my tear-struck denial,
but I'm screaming silently as the cold
air scratches at my throat.

Whimpering and panting in tearful grief.

I just want you, I just want to hold you
and touch your face and tell you that I
love you, but now it's too late to say
it because you love her instead.

I was too late.

Why?

Why did you go?