/kōld/
{ i say nothing }
he comes closer
"aren't you cold?
it's very windy today"
he says.
" i'm always cold,
it's all that i feel "
i say.
"you'll get sick."
"i don't care."
"you should."
"why."
with that,
he stopped trying to convince me.
he stood next to me.
" the sea is very beautiful,
isn't it"
{ i dont respond }
sigh
{step-step-step}
i listen
to
his footsteps
fade
as
he walks away.
in the distance,
i hear him sing.
" i'll run away with your footsteps,
ill build a city that dreams for two"
"and if you lose yourself
i will find you"
he finally left
i walk
through the tall grass,
the tall grass that is dancing with the winds assistance.
waving side to side,
i can hear the slight wooshing sound of the grass brushing against each other.
and the blades of the grass are slightly tickling my legs and feet.
the green in the grass is now a faded yellow color.
i reach my little wooden grey house.
i sit,
on my old wooden rocking chair
(that a friend of mines made me for me,
before i became,
lonely)
on my front porch.
{creak-creak-creak}
