the coldest day

It's about time when the coldest day of the year will come and no one will keep me warm, even a hot chocolate can't change the amount of cold air coming through the window in my room that can't even compare right beside me. It will soon be a snowy wonderland on my roof with snow plopping on my head with every cold chilly step I take. I'll soon be taking my last breaths of air when I walk into your space all I can breathe is a familiar sense of me. I will hear all the carols and wish you were there to hear all the lovely Christmas spirit right beside me where I need you to be always right next to me whenever I go anywhere all the bad luck seems to only look out for me.