For those who believe in magic...

I just died.
And found myself sinking
Deeper in your love.
Pale with frostbite,
From the storm last night -
I sought after warmth...
Though, at this time of the month,
Snow prevails,
And covers up,
The trails of a tender heart,
As it breaks
Into shards.
Each a reflection,
Of the soul mate,
Who can be found, only in death.

In death I find,
Not only you, but me.
The girl I had ceased to be,
The songs I loved as a child,
Goosebumps, a long lost memory,
Light in eyes that had gone blind.
As if, I discover life, indirectly.