i loved you like the freezing cold that I refused to kill by the light of a matchstick—
just to feel the dying warmth of your embrace as though autumn's last breath on winter.
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Poetrya collection of his thoughts, questions, and manifestations on love and all the in-betweens
when i settled for the cold
i loved you like the freezing cold that I refused to kill by the light of a matchstick—
just to feel the dying warmth of your embrace as though autumn's last breath on winter.