i imagine this is what cold 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.