Heart broken, heart mended

Cold winter day indeed it was,
cold and blistering wind hits my cheeks.
Even through the cold,
my heart was warm... once again.

A faint caress to my cheek, a faint kiss to my lips.
The lifting feeling I felt that day,
the feeling I had been longing for,
longing for since he left me.

10 months of suffering, 10 months of being in his shadow.
A pounding feeling to my head,
the feeling of abused love,
abused from the day we met.

Now I have this power, power to move on.
A hopeful feeling that heals me,
the feeling of lost love,
love lost and love that shall never return.

This new face inflicts desire.
A desire to be in his arms,
in his arms and in his heart,
in his heart and in his soul.

After he left, he left behind a secret.
A secreat that I shall keep,
keep enclosed in my lips,
lips waiting to return that secret when we would meet again.