It seems as if the sun is dimmer
and the clouds make more appearances
in your absence.
Missing the warmth of your arms
and the brightness of your smile,
one could say it was always springtime
when you were around.
I shiver in the winter you left behind.
The frequent chills in the air
gray and dark skies above.
The ice and snow makes it harder to
But until our glorious reunion takes place
I’ll warm myself with the beautiful memories
you helped me create.