The year I met you was the year;
Of stagnation of free flowing
river,
Entrapped without an inch of
escape.
There was no going back or
moving on
I remain there, frozen with the
time.
Waiting for the sun to melt the
coldness
Of a snow queen dwelling in me.
The year I met you was the
year;
I drown into the deeper well of
thoughts
Without an inch of escape
The more I thought, the more
was a pain
The more pain I felt, the more
ignorant I became.
The deeper I went, the scarier world
was
The scarier world grew the stronger
I become.
The year I met you was the
year;
Of enlightenment of the soul
The year of discovering myself
The year I learned to live with
the pain
The year of great lessons and
pleasant memories
The year like never before
It was the year I fell in love
with you.
