
I pull my coat closer
Bundled up for heat
The wind howls
As the snow flies
And I think of you
How your words
Have turned cold too
Distant and few
Honestly I feel alone
Even when I’m with you
So I trudge through
growing piles of snow
In no rush to go home
Enjoying a little of true solitude
Before you make me feel invisible
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – bundle