Cold...

My hand is cold.

The one that used to sweat with yours.

But now it's cold.

Cold and numb.

I once played in the rain.

I used to sweat, running and dancing with my brother.

But now I'm cold.

Cold and wet.

I was up thinking one night.

Trapped in my brain, just me, myself, and I.

And I became numb.

Numb and exhausted.

I once sat in the rain.

My brother was sick and I was stuck thinking.

My heart got very cold.

Cold and wet and numb and exhausted.