... Cold (Dec. 9, 2014)

It's so cold
I don't feel the taste of grandma's tea
And I don't know what's happening to me.

It's so cold
I don't feel the same way under my blanket
Even winter dreams have changed

I am cold...
I don't feel like giving anyone smiles
I can't even smile to myself

This cold,
Will not be the same anymore,
And not with you.

I wanted the cold to be nice,
For once, cause it's usually sad
Or it is I, who keeps thinking like that.

Should I say that its rather empty?
From everything that was meant to go
From the people I finally sent away?

Yes, the seasons are meant to change
But I fear that I would stay cold
Cringing like a baby in my bed
Those emotions after reading the book I read..
The after-song of moving on from a past love
Who never loved me, at all.

It's so cold
And I'm not liking it.

This poem is about: 
Me

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