i like the cold.
it pushes and pushes until I'm numb,
and the feeling limbs turn into a luxury.
on sad days cold drinks freeze my brain until i can’t think.
it’s now becoming my safe place,
she is my safe place.
#174 in Romance #31 in Contemporary Romance#19 in Short stories
Story about: poetry and poems, lovestory
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