Is it possible to stop loving someone? Or am I always going to be missing the part of my heart that you took?

I’ve seen the seasons change many times but I’m stuck in this perpetual winter, always cold, always longing for the warmth you once gave me. I’ve been tired and empty since you left me here,

not even moonlight can light up this darkness, the icy snow reflecting the nothingness you’ve left inside me.

They can try to pull me out of here, they can try to show me the spring that sits on the horizon but I fear I might squeeze my eyes shut, closed off to the hope that could bloom inside my heart.


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