cold when there is no you.

the breeze is passing through my solitude.
the colder it gets, the more i think of you.
the more i think of you, the more i hate myself.
for i long for the warmth that only you can shed.

i watch the sunset alone and i mourn over it.
smile that wasn't there, now i'm starting to forget.
cold-blood spilled in the fountain of this loneliness.
will i forever feel numb to this cold empty space?

there is still time to fight, to get over the pain.
to turn this icicles to little puddles of faith.
if you'll ever come back i'll dream again to see that light.
that tiny twinkling spark that only gives me life.