Cold Kisses

Those happy smiles are dying
The tight hugs are loosening
The once wet well is drying
No more attentive listening

The long walks are now boring
Nights are now long and colourless
The long talks and laughter are disappearing
No more of the conversations that were endless

The fire is not burning
The flames are dying out
Even the jokes are no longer funny
No more picnics and eating out

Meaningless frequent fights
That’s what is left of that paradise
Sleepless and restless nights
It’s now hell and nothing nice

Two days end without talking
Two weeks pass without kissing
The love is slowly and sadly fading
And the kisses are now cold and freezing

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