A winding icy path,
and a test of fate.
Self destruction;
Only a step away.



In that moment, we were exactly who we wanted to be.
I was Emily and you were James;
The lines on your face didn’t matter;
The rip in my dress didn’t matter.

You whispered beautiful horrible things;
I held your waist next to mine;
You picked me up like three dozen roses,
and twirled me round like a new teddy bear.

We held each other’s gaze with a smile
and kissed like we’d never meet again.

What fortune tellers we were.