Frostbitten Heart

A warmth that resembles the hottest day in the summer.
A comfort more soothing than sitting by the yule log in the dead of winter.
A blaze that was synonymous to the most passionate night between two first time lovers.
I was spoiled by the heat like moving to Los Angeles from New York.
And just like that..............the heatwave ends.

Oh how I miss my summer nights.
Having to wear shades because I was blinded by our own illuminating glow.
But I've doubled up on my blankets now. Cotton pillow cases too.
Windows remain shut.
I even close my closet door to avoid a draft.
I wear socks to bed even though they're never on when I wake up.
Anything to recreate the heat. To simulate the warmth.

Now I walk around emotionless. Statuesque even.
Finding it harder and harder to balance my emotions.
I sway back and forth like a pendulum. Gaining speed with every swing.
One of these days I'm going to go over the edge.
Which edge? I don't know.

I've distanced myself from my friends.
My family.
Myself.
How could I feel so heartless?

I'm losing faith in the sun. I feel such a devastating chill.
But I know there's hope. There has to be. Life can't end like this.
One day my temperature will rise again. When I find my supernova.
So don't lose faith in me.
I'm here.
I'll be here.
I don't have a cold heart.
Just a mild case of frostbite.


Live, love & learn!
-The King