As foot touches gravel
Pebbles fiddle through to my toe covered sandals
Hot,from being out in the sun
Done relying on droughts,frost goes numb
From my heels to my toes
Hopefully after today,it'll go up to my nose
Picking up a new sweater,at the pop up shop across town
No more icy breaths from shouts,from material to be found
My breath seems to hitch
from the scarf around my neck, hope stitched
My fingertips,icicles that hang from the windowsill
-wait can that be real?-
The shop's soul staring back at me
My frosted over eyes, I can't believe what I see
It's window showcasing
Teenagers smiling
Wearing revealing clothing
The weather no longer controlling
My senses frozen still
I can't feel
My eyebrows crease,
I think, "poor them, having no peace."
No material to cover up
Their daily shouts that shoot snow,must not be enough
I can see through their artificial smiles
Their heads may be heavy with denial
Maybe that's why their heads are to the side
To rest on a friends coffee-coated shoulder
I wonder if they have nights to confide
Filled with pinky swears to never be over

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Sunflowers growing on my skin!
With just the right bit of wind
No more goosebumps or chills
Just endless love,I can't wait to feel
How addicting this cotton-soft material is
Don't know how I went without it,pure inner bliss
Despite this the cold lingers
To the tips of my fingers
He's always going to hold me back
Like posters in his room, held by thumbtacks
Keeping me intact
A twinge in my neck
Finally going to the side
Just like girls in magazine
The ones in their teens
The ones with sand seeping through their skin mountains and mountains where would shoveling begin?
Yet,filled with bumble bees
Buzzing,around out their ears, free
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Material matches with denial
As I taste metal
When I come face to face
With him, no warmth could replace
The bitter cold
Roams my tongue where truth unfolds
I get brave,but he attacks
Nothing could replace the warmth I lack
From the cold shoulders
We feed off each other's
Those girls were right,their outfit of choosing
Revealing, no need from temperature loosing
"Crash,lash,boom"
He leaves the once snowflake ridden room
My flowers are dead,material unraveled
I heave myself up, using the door handle
Warmth now soaks in
I start to choke
From the overwhelming smoke
Everything's on fire
My chest tight, not from our relationship highs that I wish could take me higher
But from our love growing dire, nonexistent
From you becoming so distant
Maybe I can fix it?
Learn to knit
To fix the holes in my clothes
That are caused by me,not by the thread you stole
You were right it's all my fault
Come back,I need to hear  your cars tires that roll in our driveway on our asphalt
Next time I go shopping I'll look for gloves
Because our love
Is out of my hands
Leaving me burning where I stand

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A/N: hey!!! I hope you liked this...it's a bit different from what I usually write. Considering it's longer and is more thought out.
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And I know writing is up for interpretation but if you guys want a full length review on what I meant on my rant book I'll be more than happy to do so. Kind of like what i did with " the thrill of it all".
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