It's uncomfortably cold.

There's an emptiness about me that I can never describe. For some time I thought it was guilt, but the more I soak in this feeling, it's more like a feeling of dread. A know of few time where I didn't feel this way, though, those moments are always fleeting. There's never anyone that wants hold me tightly. Never anyone that brings me lasting peace of mind. It's uncomfortably cold.