I remembered why I hate the fall-
late fall, when it starts getting
just cold enough that you tell your mom
to turn the heat on.
I remembered why I get all
choked up when I get too cold-
I fucking froze to death outside of
The secrets you thought you
were hiding so well
got blown into my face with the whind, while
I fucking froze to death on
your front lawn.
The air that day was in a
whole new plane of existence
from the almost-summer breeze
that wrapped around our skin
on the night that you first kissed me.
The air that day was cold,
and it tore right through my skin.
That was the first day I was invisible
But the night where you held me,
and stories fell out of our mouths
for the first time,
The night where you almost
squeezed the life out of me...
That night, I almost melted in
I froze to death outside of