The Warmth Of your Heart

As the days go by, Since you left. All I have done is nothing to delay, Everything seems to just walk away. Even in the coldest hour or season, I hear you call out to me. Yet, when I looked around no one was there, But what I do feel and hear is a heart. What is a heart to someone like me, Is it a plaything or just something that keeps you alive? Although this heart seems vaguely familiar, There’s something I might have miss. Then I felt a warmth pass through my whole body, And there you were eyes shining as the brightest gem. Cheeks flushed at a beautiful deep scarlet, And the smile that always keep managed to keep me going.