Cold

I've became notable cold. I was so pleased to see that you've waved your shifted light to me the other day and I think this caused me to be so cold. I need to see you, because your rendered image is fading away. The captured image help me keepthe flame burning but I defenetly need to see you so that you fill up my energy level. If we just were in another world, without cats and whistles, I would have been different. However, we probably never got to know each other. Who knows?