The cold night

Of all night, I shiver.
Of nothing, I figure.
Of something called love.
Of anything called heartbroken.

The cold night goes further.
The body is here,
the soul isn't nonetheless.
The heart that before come first,
is now wafting around just aimless.

Now now.
Will-
The cold night brought
the cold hearts together?
Or-
The cold night tears
them forever?

Make your own wish, sweetheart.