Contemplation

Frozen

Cold Feet

Shivering insides

Cloudy breaths

Frosted eyelashes

Chapped lips

Licked wet

Pavement cracking, biting into my bare frozen feet

I fall to my knees

beneath the stars

the gravel digs into my bare knees

my night dress barely covers my icy form

I cry and the stars awaken

they dance across the inky canvas

the air is quiet

all I can hear is frozen breath

My nose begins to run as the weather chills

I sniffle and look up longingly

I look at the house behind me

warm light envelopes the dark front door

Inside the house is ink colored, quiet, listening

I know it hears me

I know it sees me

I know he knows

And so I collapse onto the ground

Frozen to the bone

dripping in ice