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My body is warm, but my hands are cold

My eyes are dull, but the tears are there

I let the salty diamonds run down my face

And soak into the plush carpet

My heart is broken, but I act like I'm fine

Though I often break down in the solitude of my dark room

These poetic words are nothing but scribbles on paper

A combination of lines and squiggles

Ramblings of my mind

I float through the days absently

Losing the hours, never knowing the time

All I know is day and night

Light and dark

There are never any shadows

I get in bed, and the hours slip by endlessly

And before I know it, dawn is here

Another sleepless night has gone by with no dreams

I stare out my window at the unplowed snow and sigh

Another boring snow day

"At least I won't run into him at home."

I think to myself wearily

So wrong am I

I stare out my window at a nameless hour

And I see you there

Standing out in the middle of my front yard

Ankle-deep in snow

Staring up at my

I can almost see

Your chocolate brown eyes that

I used to love so much

And I find myself running out the

Front door and  into the snow

I fall into your embrace

And I feel your arms around me

I let you hold me

And then look up into those eyes that I love

And I feel those salty diamonds run down my cheeks

And into the snow

Burning tiny holes through the ice

I don't know what exactly is happening

But I know it must be good

Because I feel a smile form for the first time

In months since you left.

All I know is day and night; light and dark

This...must be the light.