Day: Mar 25, 2023

I chose to believe that you adored me,

Now we’re both caught in the bitter middle.

The temperatures are nearing double zeroes,

And your fiery tongue plays me like a fiddle.

I chose to believe just one single truth,

Now the lies are threatening an avalanche.

Would you give up the cold if I begged?

Would you waste your warmth on a pretty chance?

-Jackie