This Night

Tonight, Tonight. . .
I'll sleep with my heart swollen,
not ripped, yet not broken.
Words hurt, but silence kills. . .
It was never colder. . .
This January chills. . .
I can live with it,
You, I can't live without. . .
It's alright to feel pain,
atleast I know,
I'm still alive. . .

Just don't kill me. . .
Starting this night. . .