Looking Toward the sky..

I miss you like the warm summer breeze blowing through my hair.

Its faded away now because it is cold.

To cold to bare all alone.

But Im doing it.

All by myself.

This coldness is cold enough to make honey go sour.

But Im looking toward the sky

waiting till the day I'll have someone by myside to make this cold bareable.

But that time seems so far away.

I'll never know when it is going to come,

if its ever going to come.

But I'll keep looking toward the sky,

keeping my head held high.

But as the days go by

they get colder and colder.

Im not sure how much longer I can hold on by myself.

This cold is unbareable when your alone.