Warm

Before you came along,
Before our close friendship turned to pure true love....
I thought i was warm.
When we came to be from you and I,
something changed,
and like a warm sunbeam your love washed over me.
And there it stayed.
The warmth sayed that way for all of the time that we were together.
However, the minute you left me,
it felt as if you took all of the warmth in the world with you and I was left alone,
cold.
I endured until the next time we met, how i don't know, perhaps just the memories of you were enough,
thought just for a short time.
I know you felt it too,
that cold feeling deep inside.
Then the world was warm again heated by your presence,
you were there to ensure that i would not freeze in this icy life of mine.
Then just as it seemed as if everything was as it should be,
you were pulled from me once more.
And just like that my happy sunbeam was gone,
and i was plunged yet again into the cold sadness.
You were far away and reaching out,
but not quite able to get a grasp of me.
I feel but a fraction of your love now.
However, in my thoughts of you,
i know that when i hear your voice,
see your smiling face,
and feel your strong arms around me.....
I will no longer be cold.
I will be warm again.
Just that tiny bit of hope warms me a little now.
For even though we are kept apart,
In our hearts and souls we are close.
As if two parts of one being.
And when we meet again....
not yours,
but our love will warm us both.