the evenings are getting darker sooner
normally I would be excited
excited to lay down and snuggle near the fire
excited to watch as many movies as we could
excited to spend time and be warm together

instead all I am is cold
longing for the warmth of the sun to creep back
longing for those feelings that we once had
longing for you to come back to me

no matter what I do or how much I beg
the leaves will keep falling
and the sun will creep farther away
until I can’t touch the warmth and instead
creep down into coldness along my lonely bed