Frozen Memories Poem by MiN

Through clear old glass in this cabin of wood
I sit thinking of all things that could.

Light covers all in a single direction
As I stare at this same old reflection.

Its hands like mine and so are its eyes
Yet falling rain make it look like it cries.

It cries its woes without a sound
But as I look I become spellbound.

Why are you here, are you really me?
Are you just here to remind me of he?

Much time passed since he had gone
And by now I should've moved on.

But why can't I conquer my past?
Maybe I want those memories to last?

Of course I do, they're things I love
The other of which is now up above.

With all things close now far long gone
It makes me wonder when I'll move on.