Warmth

I look back at those words that are filled with happiness because you were beside them. I just want to crawl in that space and remember why I said that and the reason it's not like that now. I want to remember how it felt to know that someone cared and that those words were just that. Words. I didn't know how it'd affect me until after those words lost their meaning. Those words that were in the light of you couldn't glow and I couldn't see how they were special, but now that your gone and it's dark, they glow in bright colors and warmth. It reminds me how cold it is without your light here, but I also see the truth of the matter.