i imagine this is what cold what felt like.

alone. searching. deseperate.

a vague remembrance of who I was; who We were,

what was supposed to be.

what could have been.

ripped away from you and now, i wander

infinitely and aimlessly.

i wander

searching

longing for

you.

will you find me- will i find You?

to feel again

please

to hold my hand, embrace,

slow dance eternally whisping floating

at last

i imagine that is what warmth felt like.