Just A Cold January Thought

tears on my cheeks

a dirty wine glass

can you tell me if i could be

something to you

the music ended

i had these empty dreams 

tell me 

what good could i be to you

i stay up at night

pour myself a glass

tell me

what am i to you

sinking sun and wintry cold

who am i to you

i feel like a stone

gotta take back my levity

gotta shine like a lighter soul

what if i never caught your eye

tell me

between me and you

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Again, i promised myself and my dormant writer's heart that I would throw a few words on the page. Didn't say I would bring them to life again, but I will get there.