Ever since you left,
All I can remember was that cold back of yours,
And unlike your back that turns away,
I seems to be catching a cold that won’t get healed all winter.
The time stand still.
Frozen in the moment when you said it was over.
The love between us started like a fire,
But at the end it dies and remained a harsh winter.
They said time heals all wounds,
It wasn’t the way it is for me.
Like a globe with beautiful decorations,
I have been trapped.
Because all I ever heard since then,
Where the key is playing the same music of your voice,
Repeating that cold unkind words of yours,
Uttered from the very lips that used to warm me up,
Crushing my bones.
Freezing my soul.
And inside the never ending round of winter,
All I can do is to wonder,
Whether this cold-alike-fever,
Will stay forever.
Until the day where my heart can be beating no longer.