Cold Solitude
Crisp air
and color washed
the world
sits frozen
in a dusting of white
so fine
it coats all in sight
and in this world
I miss you most
as it is with
the lack of color
that a feeling
of desolation
slips in to whisper
“You are alone.”
Twisting the Leaf 
You are never, ever alone, my heart
Even when I’m not there walking beside you, I’m still with you. All you have to do is close your eyes and you’ll feel me there, curled up tight around you.
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