Cold

I connected the stars
with my ice cold skin
and no more crimson coloured lines
on the edge of my hands.
You never held them tightly.

I connected the moon with
the flesh of my pink cheeks
I allowed you to add more scars
to my heart.
So I can smile when you lie.

And the cold wind is healing me,
an ocean apart from you.
All the bittersweet memories
we never had together.
I miss them
as much
as you.