Darling, your cold eyes remind me of winter. They chill me to the bones.
Your hands are warm. They remind me of summer but no longer bring warmth to the coldness in me.
Your smile is still beautiful and vibrant, but it no longer reminds me of sunshine.
Your voice still sounds like an old favorite song, but in my heart, it does not bring peace anymore.
You remind me of stars from a distant galaxy, so distant; I don't know if you're really with me.
