my cold feet
didnt stand a chance
against early january
and my beat up vans
as i looked at your hands and i thought about love
and how i couldnt feel you between my too thick gloves
I couldnt tell what was breath or smoke
but i could hear feel see taste smell the words that you spoke
coming out your lips in clouds that dissipate
into me regretting listening to what you had to say
i couldnt tell
what was salt or ice
as i walked alone along those yellow lines
tell me tell me am i still a part of your designs
lie to me and say that everything is alright
the ice accumulated on my windshield
i was so cloudy that i couldnt see good
and you felt like everything was exactly the same
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