your name was noelle
and your mother's name was alba
dawn before winter
light before the snow
i don't think you meant to hurt us
i don't think you wanted us to go
but some things become cold
even when nobody asks them to
there was snow on the windows
snow underneath the door
i used to think it was beautiful
i don't think that anymore
because snow can only melt
when somebody gives it warmth
and you had your hands beside us
but they never kept us warm
your name was noelle
and i still say it softly
like saying it too loudly
would make you disappear
i know you loved us
in the way that you knew how
but knowing how to love somebody
is not the same as loving them
sometimes i wonder
if alba knew the winter was coming
sometimes i wonder
if you knew it too
we were children in the snow
waiting for the sun
waiting for somebody
to tell us that the cold was over
and i don't hate you
i don't think i ever could
i just wish you had been warmer
when we needed you to be
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