The Kind of Cold that…

It’s the kind of cold that you can’t get warm from.

It’s the kind of cold that has a chill to the bone; the kind that makes ice run through your veins. It’s the kind of cold that freezes tears before they can fall from your eyes.

It’s the kind of cold that covers deep puddles of sorrows with thin layers of icy tops, waiting to be broken through. The kind of ice that you’ll slip on and crash through, and as you begin to drown in the puddles, you wonder if it’s worth trying to get up.

Will you be able to get up again?

It’s the kind of cold that haunts our lives.

It’s the kind of cold that shoots words as icicles pass our cold, chapped lips.

It’s the kind of cold you can’t escape from, no matter how hard you try.

It’s the kind of cold you want someone else to see; someone else to notice; someone else to say “I feel it too.”

It’s the kind of cold that needs someone else to wrap you up in their arms so you feel warmth again.

It’s the kind of cold that needs help.

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