Winter days.

I miss them winter days,
we didn't do much,
just sat by the fire,
hugging.
Listening to the snow fall outside,
while whispering quietly to each other.

Going out side wrapped up warm,
your hand in mine,
hearing children play,
screaming.
Listening to your heart beat,
while my head is on your chest.

Now i sit alone,
no fire,
the snow is not falling,
the silence is scary,
tears roll down my cheeks.