I feel so cold.

Yet it is not the cold that can be fixed easily,
Not the cold a blanket will cure.

I'm cold.
The type of cold that can only be fixed,
By the specific hold of one you love.

The type of cold that burns,
And the kind that you feel
Deep within your bones.

Without you here
Standing by my side,
Without your warmth beside me,
I feel so cold.

Whoop I'm writing another poem in the same part because I can

The cold feeling that I get,
When I'm not surrounded by your warmth,
It's unbearable to me,
I hate it when you leave.

I know sometimes you have to,
And then, it's not so bad.
But when you leave me unexpectedly,
Or after one of us was mad,

Then things are hard,
The cold feeling even worse,
And I feel empty, on top of it all.

But the feeling of the cold,
It is nothing in comparison,
To when you come back home,
And I feel your warmth once again.

Your arms wrapping around me,
Along with your warmth,
And I know that it's also your love,
That's surrounding me in a hug.

I love you, truly,
With all of my heart,
I will always cherish your warmth,
And hate the feeling of cold.

Hello! So, I decided to write two poems together in this one because I thought they were similar and just kind of fitted together.

I just wanted to say that I hope if you are reading this that you enjoy it, and I'd love it if you voted and maybe commented what you think of my poems, that way I know if people like them or not.

But thank you for reading. Bye!-Bob