to them, i'm cold

i'm in the arms of a lover,

but my love is watching.

i stare vacantly at you,

unreciprocated love to whoever is wrapped around me.

my cold fingertips turned black,

touching the heat of their body.

to them, i'm cold.

but this could be us,

again.

i'm 6 drinks in,

and your laugh still haunts me.

cant you see i'm trying to come back to you?