Hesitation

While cursor blinks on the screen
with a confusion,
waiting for me to write,
I hesitate.

You run like a wind in my mind,
which used to feel like life,
But now you feel like lost,
chilling cold lost,
which freezes my thoughts
like snowy mountains
and seeps away without looking back.
I’m here unable to move
or talk or write
while the cursor blinks and blinks.