The comfort of your smile,
The feeling of your skin,
Warm as the sun,
Your hair messy and tousled,
like that of a bowl of spaghetti.
Without you the moon won't be bright,
The rain will be stuck on pause,
The world will go dry.
As days go by,
The petals loose their color,
The pink, red, and purple,
Turn to black.
As seconds fade,
The world will go gray.
The trees will fall down to the ground.
The only thing you left behind was me.
I walk alone in the world with no sun to keep me warm and safe.
You would think that it isn't that bad.
But it's more than just "bad."
It's cold.
Not just cold,
But freezing and absurdly bitter.
As I go white and my world begins to slowly fade by the second,
I slowly freeze to my fate.
And my final thought is,
I Love You. <3
