Colder
The words cut through the air and soon it is over, all over
Her hands slip from his, like one last raindrop sliding off a leaf
The smell of candles waft from behind him, and he turns away as she leaves
The romantic dinner sits on the table, cold, and lonesome with two empty chairs
As he turns back to where she once was standing
He sees only a flash of car lights as she drives away for the last time
Somehow it seems so surreal, the room is silent and still; after all these years
All the years spent with her cheerful voice and playful laugh surrounding him
Now all he can hear is the soft humming of the refrigerator in the background
While the candles burn down and the dinner grows ever colder
A half-hour has passed and yet he stands his ground
The longer he waits the harder his heart starts to pound
Tears cover his cheeks as he falls to his knees
Without a word or a sound he covers his face and weeps
And all the while the candles have burnt out and the food could be no colder
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