The rain drizzles heavy—
But oh, it’s your memory that chills me through the night.
The warmth I once loved, once held, once worshipped took what little I had left of me and left me bare —
Bare and cold just like your heart.
Maybe i shall breach off the coldness, but its the only thing I've left of you.
Maybe i shall pull the blanket and keep your thought away like i kept the monster far when i was a child.
The one that followed me after i closed the lights; into the darkness.
Now your thought follows me after i close my eyes.
And, maybe your forever wasn't just the memories,
But the cold wind that creeps under my skin late at night,
The feeling if uncertainty that eats me alive, and the way my lungs collapses at the thought of you.
And Maybe thats what was different about you