It's cold outside -
the world has started to freeze
as you wake up in the morning,
with frosted sunrises
and bold, leafless trees.

And it's cold inside -
until the inside
of each and every of my inside,
ever since you told me
we should go on our own ways (for now, I know this will just be for now).

And it brings me shivers
(that type I could not seem to control);
those chills that shake me inside out,
to realize
that it is only you
that can bring back the warmth.

*You are always wanted, you are always yearned for, you are always loved Annette. :)