Paper Planes

Cold

I like the cold.

My brittle bones are held together by your touch.

You never liked the cold.

But here you stay, in the midst of my winter.

So cold.

You could be somewhere warm, somewhere where your heart shines to it's brightest.

But you chose to stay, to take on this blizzard.

Shield your eyes from the frost.

Keep your hands from the air.

Curl up close to me.

Don't leave me alone in this cold that I refuse to leave.

Don't leave me alone.