Love has never been warm to me
Its icy cold breath has always been breathing down on me.
Others boast of warm fresh breeze
But I’ve only been able to feel its chills.
Love has given sunshine, smiles, and rainbows to others
But it has only given me a cold shoulder.
Maybe I offended it before.
Maybe it wanted me to do more.
Maybe I could try and break the ice.
Maybe I haven’t been too nice.
Maybe I’m really just afraid
For love to be warm to me.
the current was strong and the water was chilly
the night air felt like daggers on his skin
morning light a hundred hours away
he was shaking…not of fear
not from cold, but because of misery
the breeze hit his hardened face
his jaw locked and his shoulders hunched
lost was he in a highway of sadness
darkened and scarred
hope thrown out of the window
his tears all dried up
I’ll show you the sunlight
I’ll protect you from the cold of night
whatever you have broken,
I’ll patch it all up