Cold

In a country that is far.
A city with brutal cold.
Home is all I can think of.
For the weather is never this cold.
My heart isn't frozen.
I remember those i love... You mostly.
You make me whole.
Pushed me to my dreams
Took me home.
Showed me the real me.
Stayed and found me love.
For you, I wouldn't get stuck like the snow but I would be white in my soul.
I know this weather goes like you and I,a part of it would always be back.
Wait or go..
Whichever way, you complete me.
Yes, I feel the cold but not as much as the hope you reignite in my soul.