It's raining and I'm quivering. I'm not quite sure if its because of the cold, or because I'm afraid. I miss you. The cold makes me think of you. The cold makes me realise that you're not by my side, holding my hands to keep them warm. Telling me silly stuff to keep my mind off the cold. Then I wonder, where are you during this cold cold night. When I'm all alone, thinking of you. Shivering in the cold.