Loveless

It sickens me looking around,
Arm and arm I see love.
Sickened, yet jealous mainly.
Alone, I am really. Loveless.
I see her and I freeze
As she walks by, avoiding
My presence. I cry inside.
I too need warmth
But I'm so cold. So alone.
Winter's coming in.

by Mark Ruiz

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Yeah Mark! They make me sick too! lol Don't worry the sun will be shining soon and then you will spring into gear, well that's what I do. 10 from sunshine mature woman! Tai