Same

Maybe somewhere else
Will not be half as cold as me
The curtains drawn the winter sun
Makes patterns on your face
It looks like some kaleidoscopic breathing exercise
It’s the same
Baby won’t you breathe
Hold me in your freezing arms before we have to go
I whince a little but it’s not because I know the truth
The windshield of your little car is frosted through the glass
The clear heart of air appears as we shiver on the seats
It’s the same
Treat it as a test
Baby wont you breathe
It’s the same