your outsides are so mesmerising.
i think to myself
as i watch you
stood in the middle of the path,
arms stretched out wide
with eyes shut tightly.
wet hair clung to your forehead,
rosy cheeks scrunched up happily
as long eyelashes kissed the soft skin underneath your eyes.
your coat was too big for you,
you were drowning in it.
similar to how i was drowning in you.
you smiled brightly,
melting the snow
purely with the heat you were radiating.

isn’t it a shame
your insides
don’t match your outsides.