The bare branches sway as the winter air blows through them.
My body cling to the blanket around me.
My pillow rests my head as my busy eyes watched the trees.
Leaves blow and dance amongst each other.
The wind whispers to me through the cracks in my window.
My unfurnished apartment lays still while my rambunctious kittens dash through it.
My body is weak,
My brain is numb,
But my eyes are fixed on the branches and the leaves.
Winter is here, November has arrived
And I think I just might die.
The Paramour 
I love this ❤️