I didn't anticipate the cold weather to remind me of you as much as it does.
February 2, 2015 4:45 PM
The wind hurts
It stings my skin
Cracks my lips
and tightens my lungs
The cold weather reminds me of you.
Gloved hand in gloved hand
Fogged up windows, car radio playing
your hot breath
your words, your touch, your love
is a wreck.
Last year the cold seemed bearable.