.

 My love,

My love, 

My love,

Those are whispers in the dark

As my soul search for yours

Just to find endless silence

I try it again, 

But there's no image of you

In my mind, in this cold mess I've made

There are just my words

Hanging in the moist air of the night

Waiting in the cold sheets, cold feet,

No peace

And a sour feeling that we'll never meet again.