YaYa's Place

People always leave.
Like the wind, they come and go.
It warms up your life,
but leaves without warning, without hesitation.
Sometimes, the wind is so warm,
so comfortable.
But please, don't get used to that feeling -
for when its suddenly gone,
it'll leave you cold, empty.
Shivering.
Lonely.
Vulnerable.

And maybe tear-ing.