Cold
Not warm
not hot
not room temperature
but cold
My favorite feeling is the feeling of cold
the frostbite I get on my fingertips
and the icy touch from the frigid weather
Or just feeling your hand on my skin giving me goosebumps
Cold
Maybe it’s because I’m surrounded by it
Makes me fond of cold
Just the word alone fills me with sense of relaxation
Thinking about the bitter cold from biting into a popsicle
Or the thin lining of ice on top of ice cream
Maybe the lonely feeling I got when you up and left me
Cold
White clouds in a sea that rains down hail and icicles
Dried tears that are still felt across flaming hot cheeks
Or freezing fear and relief I got knowing I’ll never see you again
For you’ve cause pain in my life
Cold
I was comforted by it
I was hurt
Confused and scared
And now nothing
Cold
It’s just a word that describes a feeling
I’ve been cold many times
Love, anger, disappointment, disgust
Coldness was there
And still is till this day
For I cannot wash away coldness
As it was buried deep within me
Since the first life changing memory was made
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC
Cold
Not warm
not hot
not room temperature
but cold
My favorite feeling is the feeling of cold
the frostbite I get on my fingertips
and the icy touch from the frigid weather
Or just feeling your hand on my skin giving me goosebumps
Cold
Maybe it’s because I’m surrounded by it
Makes me fond of cold
Just the word alone fills me with sense of relaxation
Thinking about the bitter cold from biting into a popsicle
Or the thin lining of ice on top of ice cream
Maybe the lonely feeling I got when you up and left me
Cold
White clouds in a sea that rains down hail and icicles
Dried tears that are still felt across flaming hot cheeks
Or freezing fear and relief I got knowing I’ll never see you again
For you’ve cause pain in my life
Cold
I was comforted by it
I was hurt
Confused and scared
And now nothing
Cold
It’s just a word that describes a feeling
I’ve been cold many times
Love, anger, disappointment, disgust
Coldness was there
And still is till this day
For I cannot wash away coldness
As it was buried deep within me
Since the first life changing memory was made
every cold is for a different part in my life
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