Cold Indifferent Moon

The full moon shines silver through the branches of the tree outside my window.
And he ground below is blanketed deep by newly fallen snow.
As again I lay sleepless in my lonely bed and stare
At a room lit only by Luna’s ghostly glow
My body aches for your touch, and I am all too aware
You should be here beside me instead of there with him
I should be holding you so tight instead of this pillow that I clutch
There was no real reason for leaving you said. “‘twas just a sudden whim.”
I gave you all I had to give, but you wanted more. Too much.
The icy chill outside would be as a raging furnace compared
To the bitter cold that now fills my tormented heart
I opened up myself to you, my soul I trustingly bared
Worst of all I know that you don’t care that you’ve torn that soul apart
I turn and face the bedside clock, the day can’t come too soon
I wonder if wherever you are, you also see that same cold indifferent moon