coldness enters the room
its air feels the ambiance
the feeling of longing
for someone’s undermines

as I look my eyes
below on my paper as I write
I wonder how she is
I wonder where she might

she’s soft yet tough
to be teased it ain’t enough
for it to fall apart
is to make the base succumbed

the basis of fondness
a trust kept provided
I wonder where it is
where could it be now

profound it is to tell
the feelings have gone well
and things that had started
is a must to end, be done

a long time, hear I couldn’t
nor see her face with a smile
yet perception through the tones
perceived his restless eyes

the rain gives me shiver
for the things I might, nor have done
and to think that days to fix things
are already halted and gone