We stand here
like the skeletons of trees
that have long forgotten their flesh.
Our words fall out of our mouths
shaped in the cold air
trying to tie us together for warmth
but the emotions dissipate
with our breath.
We used to go
to feel the comfort of each other
but we no longer
have an inside to go to.
Eventually we will accept this
and stop trying to link our words
and finally let the biting North wind
that has howled around us all season
and push our lives apart.