Only this for today…maybe I will write more later.
Warmth eludes me and I am caught in the embrace of cold resolve. My will hardens itself against you; the sharp pain of self-denial ravages my thoughts. Your touch is as fleeting as a warm breath in my winter, disappearing until only the evanescent trace remains to keep me company. Alone in my darkness, able to hear the echo of my own breath and I still would choose this emptiness over you.