It’s already mid-spring but this late
winter nip seems to linger…
Breezy. Chilly. Gloomy. My nights and days in the Goldfields have been always like this since you left. Ever since you left me.
While desperately longing for your presence, all I could do is to wish; to wish that the sun will finally find its way out and start shining— not only to brighten my days but to, also, keep me warm!
Absurd as it may seem, your warmth as we snuggled up was a shelter of my heart. A sanctuary that was destroyed by the ruthless storms of your goodbyes.
That heartbreak was drowning! I almost believed that I lived no longer
until I felt my heart beating…
Yes, it is still beating only for you.
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