Tear Running Down The Cheek

Tear running down the cheek,

Hand slipping out of yours,

The cold front rushing in,

The frozen mist wrapping its claws around me,

A tear streaks down my face,

Revealing the pain always hidden.

The beauty lost behind the cold,

The warmth wrestled away.

The heart I gave you,

Thrown to the ground, in pieces,

Frozen shards I reach for,

They cut deep,

Burn and freeze to the touch.

The dark grin, freezing my soul.

I fall. Cold. Empty. Frozen.

With a tear running down my cheek.

Writing this listening to and inspired by James Arthur’s “Let Me Love the Lonely”. Wanted to write this to capture what the song means to me.


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