From the love you stripped away,
From warmth you washed out of my body,
Leaving me in the icy cold winter of your heart.
Shivers, speeding down my slender torso,
Snowflakes of tears, gracefully gliding down my cheeks,
The skin of my loneliness, bare to the bone,
Feeding on my anxious convulsions,
Further disrupting the dreariness in my soul.
Waiting to be clothed again,
Waiting for you to return,
Only to be rejected, dejected,
By my naked, hurting heart.