That One Time

It was late March years ago
I followed you through the snow
Wondering where you were leading me
For only you would know

The boardwalk was empty and still
The river had frozen over
You pulled two sandwiches from a bag
In attempt to bring us closer

We sat and ate without a word
Our fingers almost turning blue
But not a thought of pain crossed my mind
Warmed by the love coming from you


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