Cold Front

What happens when your heart grows cold for the one that it beats for?

When you are seeking the warmth

But the pain settles in its core

Do you continue to search for the heat?

Or let the hurt fester some more.

This love is a journey

But my body is achy and sore

What happens when your heart grows cold for the one that it beats for?

Hoping for some light in the darkness

Unable to find a way anymore

Heartbeats hums softer

More distant than before

Reminiscent of the heat that once provided comfort

Settling with the chill knowing there is a cold front in store

Accepting the forecast that this love is no more.

 

smoke

 

-V.

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