Feb 21, 2007 21:33
Midnight chills are cold and scary
To ward off the cold
I hold onto something hairy;
To ward off the fear
I look to someone bold.
And when that fails,
When I am alone with none to look to
I stop, and my mind wanders onto you.
Suddenly I feel warmer,
Magically made stronger,
And I pay respect to the past.
For it is when I think I might lose you
That I fear each day as my last