I asked you
For a butterfly
But what it took me
So long to realize
Was that you
Sent me snow
Twice
Instead
And now I remember
That we had two reasons
For loving
The snow
One was because
It had become ours
We took something
That the rest
Of the world
Was experiencing
And made it
Our own
A marker of the first day
Of the rest of our lives
But now I remember
That we thanked you guys
That morning when
We woke up
Is that why you
Sent it that day?
Were you trying
To give me hope?
Or were you trying
To help me let go?
To help me start the first day
Of the rest of my life?
What would the two of you
Say if you were here?
I feel as though you would have
Never wanted us to fall apart
That you would have felt that it
Was too soon for us to leave each other
Just as we felt it was
Too soon for you to leave us
