The Chill

I've seem to run across this coldness before in my home

Never has it been so clear since the day you stepped out the door

You were here on several occasions, the last time was more recent

(thank you for the memory)

Your presence and energy was warm and far more memorable

I had become numb to the chill within these walls

Forgot how good it felt to be in the presence of you

I counted on artificial counter parts to appease me in your absence

It was a waste of time every time

So you returned with a smile that sparked the flame

Your hugs allowed it to remain

But shortly after you left, I was once again alone

This time I felt the brittle cold meet at my bones

I missed you deeply, more than I could have imagined

Wanting you to be close to me every hour

Because now, with or without the increase in degrees

It remained cold in here and now I could feel the difference

Only you could bring me warmth