A cold night in New York City

12/27/2010

186. A cold night in New York City
7-7-2010
Jonathan

In New York City, where it’s cold as hell
It looks so pretty, Watching people walk by from my hotel
Not really sure what I’m doing here
All I know is that I’m in fear

The snow is falling from the sky
Remembering the blond and her bright blue eyes
An empty bottle of wine on the floor
I feel a pounding in my head but noone’s at my door

The love that I long for left early this morning
She rolled out of bed without any warning
She took the chocolate mints that sat on the table
I’m not feeling so stable