Cold days are lazy days that drift away unaware of the time that slips by thinking about warmer days to enjoy the sky outside while clouds pass by.

No birds flying by. No sun shining. No squirrels chattering, only quietness as time slips on minute by minute, second by second, hour by hour.

Nothing wrong was done, but here one is trying to figure it all out, dealing with a broken heart, a hurt soul, and an empty stomach because the desire to eat is gone.

Cold days are lazy days to rest and relax…to think about new beginnings, to let go of the past. Hearts broken, split in two what can one do?

Deeply cut to the core. This lazy day brings tears of pain and resentment.

To think and to sleep this lazy day away until tomorrow comes and rids me of this lazy hurtful day.