cold shivered deep in my bones
you also got a hang of it,
your ears turned red.
I always thought how the chill
that numbed our faces
was a different temperature to both of us;
you felt winter in the dawn of spring.
lately you’ve been sharing it,
without slicing the knife
through the air of silence,
making your core warm like summer.
Your reflection in the rainy puddles is just as distorted as
your way of thinking.
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