Paradox
It's not easy to want. Not easy to crave and long for what's still there, but not like it used to be.
I loved it, still do. But I'm alone in that.
Long, cold nights turning into warm but short. It always seems to be all or nothing. Why, I wonder. Why, I don't know.
So tonight, I turn to a glass of wine, the dearest of friends and with hope for a warm ending of this night, might it also be a bit longer. If it will be at all. ^^
I loved it, still do. But I'm alone in that.
Long, cold nights turning into warm but short. It always seems to be all or nothing. Why, I wonder. Why, I don't know.
So tonight, I turn to a glass of wine, the dearest of friends and with hope for a warm ending of this night, might it also be a bit longer. If it will be at all. ^^
