It’s cold enough to stay inside, a feeling that I have always known.
We chase the change into the night, never to be seen again.
Stay here. Stay low. Steady like the river flows.
If you can’t find a reason, you just keep repeating all the things that you miss.
Are you so sick of living with tired eyes? I can see it. You’re falling apart.
It’s cold enough to stay inside, I’ll leave you here with a winter coat.
Standing in the fading light, waiting to be seen again.
If there is nothing to save. If there is nothing to lose. What’s the point of being afraid if we’re starting over?

(s.ochsner)