Windowpane

I can see your reflection on a windowpane, far away

A reason to live for 

Or an excuse for my cowardice?

 

I can see myself in the windowpane too

With my arm around myself

Aren't I pathetic?

 

I close the door.

We switched off the lights.

You were gone now.

Just left with darkness.

 

I blow hot air against the windowpane 

And it condenses

With my shaky hand yet determined mind

I wrote my last words

 

But I know by the time someone finds me

The words would have faded

Along with any signs of my life

 

I open the windowpane.

Embracing the strong wind, I took a leap of faith.

I'm gone now.

Just left in red.