The cold made me shivers,
I was left standing,
Alone and crying.
I took my steps,
As my heart continue to weep,
My tears keep on rolling,
And I am hurting.
At home you were not there anymore,
Gone those sweet gesture,
Gone those midnight cuddles,
And I am in struggle.
I lay down my bed,
And I hug my pillow as my tears shead,
Sobs escape into my lips,
That was once yours to kiss.
Seri Meya
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