Cold.
That was all I could think about. The only light in the room is the numbers on my clock; 4:19A.M. My skin felt like ice; solid and cold. I realized I was sleeping without my comforters. It used to be different. It used to be warm, even without them. But now, everything is changing without you. Your absence brought emptiness into the room. Nothing feels the same anymore. Your presence was the only warmth I had. But now without you, I am chilled to death.
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