When

When you are lost and lonely in the arms of the one who loves you
When your eyes get moist and the emotions you usually keep constricted oh so well find crevices to seep out of
When your body and mind remembers the unexpected closeness of mine
When you know that you need God to make sense of this because it is too deep and too much for you alone to work through
When you try to pencil down your dreams and heart's desires, but they die a martyr's death in your numb fingers
When you think of me...
When you think of me, do not blame me for leaving
Do not resent me, but think of me as autumn
and see the amazing landscape of the winter you now are part of