The wind is cold against my skin,
cursing through my icy soul.
My emotions never to be seen,
from my eyes that displays nothing.
When we broke up,
It was like my heart stopped.
like the only reason for its beating,
is just to keep me breathing.
And it was not such a bad thing.
because then I met him,
and he changed everything
love look so much more comforting.
I see a new way of healing
the wounds that keep me from feeling
I know my heart is better
and I love him so much more.