Winter kisses.

I think of you. I really do want to see you. But I can't find the motivation to leave my room. I make excuses. I ignore the alarm that slowly becomes the background music to my dreams. I pull the covers over my face. Snuggling into the pillow. The hunger pains take over my body. I can't bring myself out of this state to eat. I hopelessly try and grasp back the dreams of you. Now gone forever.