Over the months, I’ve learned to sleep in my bed alone. With the ending of last year, I didn’t know that everything else would end too. If I had known that, I would have prepared myself for the long and cold nights.

But after we left, my pillow took the place of you. Which isn’t that bad it takes up the place that you took up, all those nights.

But that coldness that you left is still there. A pillow can’t take that away; only a person can take that away. And I’m just not ready to replace you yet. There just isn’t someone that can take your place, I’ve looked at they’re here for different reason not the same as you were.

As much I try to make that bed warm, it is still cold and the coldness is starting to pour over into heart. People are starting to see this coldness; I’m not as able to hit it anymore. But I’m tired of being cold; I don’t see the warmness coming anytime soon.

It’s so cold.