Warm past, cold present

I used to possess the warmth

hold it dear in my pocket

like my own personal heater

but that had to change for me to 

have a new life, a better life

a different life.

Now, everything in my life is cold

everywhere my eyes can reach is cold

everywhere in my body

Everything I hear

From the grey skies and temperatures below zero

and my aching frozen body

to the horrible screams of the wind at night

Every day, every night

I feel the freeze all at once

I feel it in my fingers, my toes, my ears

I feel it in the tears it brings to my eyes

in the numbness it spreads to my face

The cold is so unbearable and powerful

that it spreads to people like a virus

infecting them with ice politeness and nothing else

No warmth for each other

No warmth for you

No warmth for even themselves

Everything in my life used to be warm

everywhere my eyes could reach

everywhere in my body

Everything I could hear

From the clear blue skies and fluffy clouds

and the warm sun kissing my skin

to the soothing sounds of a summer breeze

Every day, every night

I felt the warmth everywhere all at once

I felt it in my face, my body, in my heart

I felt it in the peace it brought to my life

The hot was so lovely and mighty

that it spread to people like a harvest during spring

sowing in them genuine welcoming 

and room for much more

Closeness to each other

Closeness to you

Closeness to even themselves

Or perhaps I’m just romanticizing

They say people tend to idealize

what they no longer possess

where they used to be

who they used to know

Maybe I’m exaggerating

Remembering only the warmth from home

and everything that used to make me happy

Choosing only to see the cold

and forgetting that in the winter 

the sun comes out to say hi