The things that are always together

We once were a match,
i was there for you to catch,
but suddenly you let go,
and i fell in the deep white snow.

But there you stand,
and then i knew i could understand,
laying in the snow,
and waiting for one word "hello".

Laying cold,
feeling a little old,
waiting for the sun,
to shine and to see it undone.

In a year,
i still lay there waiting for you to appear,
two years now,
waiting for that one true vow.

Waiting in a tomb stone,
and there i see you alone,
you have come to see me,
and you then made me feel free.

But you are crying and not happy,
seeing below me that made me feel unhappy,
the Grey tomb stone that lay,
and beside it a beautiful bouquet,

Seeing why all the crying,
but they didn't know i was flying,
the flowers that lay,
i seen everyday