I bundle up in sweaters
I hide beneath blankets
layers upon layers
trying to chase away the chill
But the cold never leaves me
It sits in my chest
a quiet emptiness
a silence that no fabric can soften
The fire crackles
the world moves on
and still I shiver
because the frost is not on my skin;
it’s in my heart
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 1:55 PM UTC
I bundle up in sweaters
I hide beneath blankets
layers upon layers
trying to chase away the chill
But the cold never leaves me
It sits in my chest
a quiet emptiness
a silence that no fabric can soften
The fire crackles
the world moves on
and still I shiver
because the frost is not on my skin;
it’s in my heart
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