Because It's Almost Winter

Maybe it's the weather change; the falling of the leaves.
There's a coolness in the air I breathe; a slightly scented breeze.
A stark encounter with the trees reminds me of a time,
When I looked up and time revealed a newly darkened sky.

I'm sure that's why you beckoned me; so certain why you called,
Was just the coldness in your bones returning tho they'd thawed.
Do you ache because of shorter days, or just from longer nights?
Is the downpour of the rain outside reminscent of your plight?

Will you trudge through the snowy fields like the clamour in your mind?
Will you be wishing for something warm; wishing you were mine?
I'm sure that's why you called again, because you felt winter come.
I know how all your longings reel, but I am not their sum.

I will not go back again; I won't obey your desperate call.
I will not walk, I shall not run, and no longer will I fall.
I may slide a single tear across my frosted cheek,
But never will I love you; I will never be so weak.