There aren't many ways to express,
the hollowness I feel inside.
It's vacant and stale;
Like when ice and cold air collide.
All of my senses are altered,
as I try to find you within me.
I can still faintly smell your sweet fragrance,
like that honey you would put in your tea.I wonder what could be colder than your lifeless corpse.
As my mind began to understand the answer this riddle
I felt my being become very brittle.
My thoughts are scarce;
my heart is frigid.
And the scars that are etched in my soul are so rigid.
I cannot be thawed as I am numbed out with fear.
And ever since you left, it gets colder each year.
-Ciel