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Our Cold Nights: A Poetic Reflection on Love, Loss, and Moving On


Cold winter nights reflecting love, loss, and emotional healing

Cold winter nights often awaken memories of love, vulnerability, and heartbreak. This poetic reflection explores love and loss, emotional healing, and the quiet strength it takes to move on while holding gratitude for what once was.


On cold nights like this, all I want is to cuddle up with you.
I miss when long talks and laughter filled the space, and there was no criticism in sight.

I long for the days when I shared my secrets
and let my vulnerability shine with you.
I took those moments for granted,
and now, I sit here remembering how sweet it was to have you near.

They say time heals all wounds,
but maybe this one is too deep.
I try to move on, yet these moments linger—
bittersweet reminders of what once was.

I know one day this will just be a memory as I move on,
knowing you want me to be happy with someone else.
But tonight, I’ll look back and smile,
grateful for what we had,
and reminded that my future can still be bright.

Thank you for the memories,
as I say goodbye to our cold winter nights.


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