I never took for granted the happiness I was succumbed to from you
It was like the sun was always shining all over my skin; radiating
Without yield to the weather
My skin constantly felt as if it was covered in a warm fur
Protecting me from anything outside
I distinctly recall
‘my heart feels its skipping a beat’
‘how cliche’
There was never a hesitation for you and I to feel at home
Like your arms were the only place I was meant to be and this bed was specifically made for who
you and i
And now…
Well i feel as if my skin is made of glass
anything thrown at it I cannot protect myself
I am not capable of knowing the boundaries of feeling warm and cold
Scorching
Freezing
Never an in between
Looking behind me I wish I understood all that I had
I wish to have prepared myself better, even when I knew it was coming