It was cold
As we walked in the snow
Following a treasure map that lead us nowhere

It was quiet
As we wandered around abandoned parks
Wondering if they were haunted

And dear, did you want to hold my hand? I know your skin was cold. Did you remember that the last time you did that, you left me suspended and made me watch as you found a nicer hand to hold.

And dear, now that our situations have reversed, but we still share favourite songs through a single pair of headphones, what am I to do?

It was cold outside
As we drank our doubts away
Young enough to be drinking hot chocolate, old enough to be spiking it

It was quiet
As the sounds of the drunk adults singing and the kids laughing became background to our thoughts

And dear, did you want to hold my hand? You knew I needed warmth. Did you remember how the last time we talked, I told you everything and you made me watch as you forgot it all.

And dear, now that our situations have reversed, but we still share favourite movies from one collection, what am I to do?