I am cold. Jaded. Unloved. Cold, like the unfeeling him locked up in a casket.
He’s gone. Gone. Gone.
All memories gone. Half of me withered away back to ashes with him. He is never coming back. Never ever.
Tonight, I felt him close to me. His embrace, his smile. I miss those. I miss him. But it left me so cold. So cold here without him.