This used to be real; there used to be
the tips of your fingers caressing my
frozen cheek, with your smile
as gentle as that day's rainfall,
with your eyes as tender as a baby's skin.
Now it's cold; too cold for me to resist
the chill seeping through my heart
and breaking into my core where
the freezing has only just begun
and the pain is still raw.
Our souls have numbed in bitterness;
and you're apathetic to my pain.
Now no matter how hard I try I
can't bring back the warm smile
and counter your cold embrace.
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