A summary of the months.

It was cold that night. You kept me warm.
You and I. We were close. So close.
The days grew colder. As did you heart.
And we became distant.



So distant.

Edit: I'm not yet satisfied with this, therefore, it is not quite finished. I don't know if I'll ever finish this one. There's something extremely lacking in the form. My emotions do this no good.