days when i'm in green, we always talked at night.
your voice was the most comforting to listen after a hard day.
it gave me assurance i could make it through another.
but now it is the voice that breaks me, haunts me.
no matter where or when i will eventually hear it.
sometimes i feel warmth, putting a little smile in my heart.
sometimes cold and i'd wrap myself in my own arms.
worst of times bring me to a shiver, wake me from sleep.
painful as these may seem but they are still incomparable.
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