Cold

Jonathan Valania

October 31st 2024


Your touch hurts.

You’ve already pulled away—

I can feel it.

You don’t want this.

It’s obvious.

It hums in the silence.


But still, we stay.

Why?


There’s no warmth left.

No healing.

Just the same arguments

on different days.

Same bed,

separate lives.


This isn’t love.

It’s a habit.

A truce.

A resignation.


We’re not partners.

We’re not even friends.

Just two broken people

who mistook shelter

for home.

 

 

The End of Descent.

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