My body is
numb.
My tears feel like ice
as they run down my cheeks.
My hands reach to your side of the bed,
but the cold taken your place instead.
I only wish the cold
would consume my heart
because my heart it throbs and it aches
and it misses you.
I miss you.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
My body is
numb.
My tears feel like ice
as they run down my cheeks.
My hands reach to your side of the bed,
but the cold taken your place instead.
I only wish the cold
would consume my heart
because my heart it throbs and it aches
and it misses you.
I miss you.
