Cold

Sneezing in the icy air

from the air conditioner

The cold getting to me.

But the cold I feel,

is one that is inside

of me.

Eating.

A cold that makes me

long to find the heat.

A cold caused by

the impending heartbreak.

A cold caused by

the inevitable.

But I want to feel the heat again.

And that comes only when

I am alone.

This poem is open to interpretation. No reposting without crediting please.

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