It's a beautiful Com(m)a.

It is seen as there is no hope,

I feel like I was in coma

 a beautiful coma,

with you.

Slight differences you reacted accordingly,

words are filled with concern

cooed from your mouth.

Were you in me?

because I really don't understand.

You caused me confused and dazed,

but blanketed me with comfort.

Similar to a cup of hot chocolate on a rainy day,

when I was already drenched by the rain.

It's comforting but at the same time,

I love what the rain offers, 

the cold. 

Yes, it's a beautiful com(m)a. 

Most probably a pun that doesn't make sense.