you were my second skin
the familiar warmth
the comforting caress
the soft sound that rang like bluebells in my ears
and now you're gone
a void of cold, bitter air
the comfort no longer lingers
your song no longer sings
all that's left is a sliver of your touch
a slight warmth encapsulated by a cold frost
it still warms my chest
i'll be okay
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
you were my second skin
the familiar warmth
the comforting caress
the soft sound that rang like bluebells in my ears
and now you're gone
a void of cold, bitter air
the comfort no longer lingers
your song no longer sings
all that's left is a sliver of your touch
a slight warmth encapsulated by a cold frost
it still warms my chest
i'll be okay
