Thursday, January 24, 2019

Cold as Alaska

The soothing warmth
That I no longer able to feel.
The hugs
That I no longer able to get
because they're all cold now.
As cold as the crystal inside the cave
in Alaska.
Even colder than that,
they're frozen,
dead.
Just like your love to me
and my heart after you left.

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