The Coldness

HAVE YOU EVER HAD WORDS POUR OUT OF YOU LIKE THEY CAME FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE THAT YOU DID NOT WRITE?  ALL OF A SUDDEN THESE WORDS CAME OUT OF MY MOUTH AND I HAD TO RECORD THEM ON MY CELL PHONE.

There is a coldness in my soul tonight as I sit here looking at the rain on the windshield.

A coldness because I am missing him- a coldness deep inside.

I don't know who he is, but I know he's approaching. I sense he is searching and seeking me just as much as I seek him.

I wipe away all the tears, all the sorrow, all the grief and disappointments like they never were.

I clean my slate, and I open up my heart as I wait for him to arrive.

Will he arrive in spring? Will he arrive in summer?

I know we need to walk along the beach. I know we will see the Moonlight - That is all I know for now.

But for now, all there is for certain is the coldness deep inside that will not go away.

A coldness, that will not go away, with the warmest sunshine or the softest blanket.

So I sit here shivering as I listen to the rain fall down like tears.