Cold

When I close my eyes..
I see you.
When I walk alone..
They follow.
When I talk to myself..
I hear you.
Sitting like a stone..
What peeps in is your shadow.
When I break..
There’s a hold.
When my hands shake..
Their you fold.
When silence preys..
Whispering into me..
The words..
You told.
Now look there are just puffs..
Loitering in this Cold.

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