Dark and icy cold, leaving us breathless, full of anticipation, and excitement.

December brought love around on a Tuesday night.

It was love at first sight, begging for air, lungs closed up, knees locked in place, heart beating at a steady pace.

Swinging in the park, leaning up against the pole, you pulled me in, without a second thought, kissed me calmly, sparks fly, love is alive, being alone slowly dies, on a Tuesday night.

Then, you left.
heading back into the arms of someone else.
I'm here, waiting, invisible.

Hysterically wanting more, I've never missed someone so terribly before.