jack-frost blue on snow white circles of grey around midnight black against the velvet night sky the silent constellations i fell and fell and fell
i bathed in your irises but my feet couldn't reach the bottom and when i tried to surface the air was frigid slicing my consciousness into ribbons i took a breath the chill seeped in first it was my toes then my legs my stomach my fingers my arms my chest
then you blinked the ice fractured and i i shattered from the inside out
i don't know. i had one of my moods again. haven't had one in a long time. it was not a good feeling.