The winter breeze chills your bones and you hug that dark blue sweater closer to your concave chest. You talk of how the weather is never this cold where you're from. How you could always feel the sunshine, whereas today she is on vacation. I just smile and nod my head as if I understand; my cold eyes never meeting yours. But the truth is, that breeze is the only thing that thaws my frozen heart. You're on your own, babe. ______________________________________________ My new obsession is Light Grapefruit juice. I drink it all the time; replacing the food I should be eating with the bittersweet liquid. I only feel pretty on an empty stomach. I hate people. They think the know so much about me. Think they could possibly understand. They'll never know. Never. SO quit pretending. What have I become?