January Skies

He holds the note close to his heart

The last of her words as she parts

She left him under a January sky

Without the perk of a last goodbye

Nothing but a note he found on the bar

Holding out hope he wished upon a star

Staring blanking at the unopened note

He ran through the house, still holding to hope

The closet was empty her scent was gone

Holding the note as the scar cuts deep to the bone

Never opening but knowing what it read

Goodbye, my love for you is dead

He sits in the closet alone in the dark

Holding the note close to his heart

For he did everything to keep her near

Under this January sky he released his tears