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you ask me for the time

and wanted to know about the weather

and all I could think about was the year

when winter stripped away the last pieces of us

(i’m barely holding on and you barely remember)

we were so busy putting out fires that we let our own die out

i recall those cold nights and feeling like I’d never get warm

the front yard was drowning in carnations and frost,

and i was lost in memories of us

unable to come up for air

Words by Ashley Jane