Cold.

Cold.

Can’t understand.
Your live is so cold,
so everchanging
like winter wind through the forest.
So frigid.
I’m huddled by the firelight
of the memories I’m burning
just to keep warm.
My fingers go numb.
Don’t you see, I can’t go on.
It’s sucking the life out of me,
bit by bit & day by day.
I can feel my heart freezing
with no protection from the bitter wind that’s blowing.
Can’t you see I’m dying?
Can’t you understand?
I cannot be the only one
constantly fanning to keep this love aflame.
I cannot be the only one
who feels the chill.