Outside the Window

There’s condensation on the window
A pane of glass separating cozy warmth and frigid cold
Drawing hearts leads to the water bleeding
Lazily creeping down the window pane

It’s the time between winter and spring
The cycle is itching to continue,
Death to be in peace and life
To be reborn from ash

Staring out the window
Into cold, glare ice
Dreaming of warm, sunny days
With crisp, cool air

There’s a heart on the window
Bleeding, crying
Washing away as the window warms
And the sun starts to shine