Cold

Please don’t leave me like this

You should be dragging your claws down my face

Like ice picks piercing my cheeks

Drawing blood that spills on my neck and collarbone

I want you to be generous enough to grant me that stain

But instead your hands on my face

Feel soft and inviting

I hate that

Because your fingers are going to slowly slide away 

My skin still tingling where they had made contact

Forever longing for what was

I will have lost you forever without knowing why

My body miles away

But my heart still in your hands

I’ll be holding on to the dream of a flower garden

With my being embedded in the dead of winter

Let me hate you

Let me tear you from my mind 

Let me leave you of my own volition

Don’t be the dying sun that teases me

As it fades into the horizon 

Leaving me cold

That’s why I want to be lit aflame with anger 

Not to die slowly under the 

Fragile light of a thousand distant, apathetic stars