winter has never felt so cold without you.
even in the warmth of the fireplace,
even in the warmth of the fireplace, my body remains frozen
in the position you left me in.
the days you were here
the days you were here and the days you were not
both seem eternities away.
and maybe in a parallel universe
we watched the sun set in each other's eyes
with interlinked hands and intertwined hearts
but in this moment we couldn't be further apart.
and I could fit galaxies in the distance between our fingertips
which barely graze eachother, a fleeting touch
and you look exquisite in this candlelight
when we're whispering our final goodbyes
but I hold my tongue
and watch your lips crack into a smile
to hide the tear that's threatening to fall from your eye,
to hide the tear that's threatening to fall from your eye, liquid gold,
and I just wait for you to turn around and ask me