The Coldest Thing

It wouldn't have been that cold, but for the wind. The rain I could handle. But the wind, it was unbearable...
I shuddered and pulled my numb hands inside the sleeves of my hoodie.

I waited so long for you. I really did think you'd come this time. That you'd come for me... why did you not come?

It wasn't the fact that you left me standing there, it was the fact that you lied to me. About everything. My cheeks are warmed by the hot tear that I didn't mean to cry.

The snow is starting to fall, now.

The coldest thing is my heart.