You stare at me.
The breeze cold as ice
You stare at me
with conviction
in your eyes.
You stare at me as the
Air around
I start to freeze.
I feel the chill
breathe and your ease
I watch silently
wondering what it could be.
As I pace back
and forth trying
to calm my unease.
I try to warm
up unsure of the storm,
That would soon consume me.
It's picking
up the pace with the
cold front
just up the storm.
I'm cold.
I'm cold.
You open the door,
the air is leaving,
and sucking the warmth.
I'm scared,
I'm fragile,
and yet you watch.
Eyes so dull with
pain I think
they are bloodshot.
It's feezing,
it's chilly,
it's getting much worse.
You sit in a chair,
ignoring my morns.
I'm dying,
I'm falling apart,
Yet you watch
my torment.
As you sit and watch
You're there
silently giving
me a meaningful stare.
Your eyes,
finally say
something.
But its barely
enough to hear.
"I've suffered
this much while
you were gone.
Now it's your turn
to see just
how bad this can be.
When I'm
gone you shiver,
youll shriek.
Doesn't mean
much to me.
But maybe
you'll wait and see.?
you'll become
numb to it soon enough.
For if you truly
do love me you'll
do at least
this one bit for true love."
I look at him
his eyes with
an emotion unknown.
Looking at the soul
of the boy I used to know.
I breathe and look
Deeply into his eyes
Then one final line
I began to say.
"Then don't
think you have won.
For love is a battle
I'm willing to give my all.
I may be cold
and I may be physical
Weak. But in my heart
Is a warrior that beats."
