There are times when you feel unloved,
Times when you feel that people do not really understand you.
There are times when you want to scream out from the sting in your heart,
Times when you know that the worst is yet to come.
You are cold.
And this cold can’t be chased away by a blanket or a fire.
This cold will stay till your heart deems it has warmed up to another, or the same, set of people.
Sometimes, the cold doesn’t surround you.
It originates from your very soul.
And you realize
It is not the presence of a winter
But the absence of love.