rest your head upon your pillow, close your eyes and count to ten.
wrap the blankets round you tighter, breathe in then out, again, again.
curl your legs up in a prayer, they'll protect you from the storm.
think of him and feel your heartbeat quicken, think of him and feel alone.
YOU ARE READING
the coldness inside
Randomsometimes, when the night is cold, the moon is sad, and the wind sings its hollow tune, i think of you. a book of lonely thoughts.
