It's getting cold

This evening it’s too cold.

Another night the people bustling about a quarter after twenty two the holiday spirit is alive yet none but the lonely hearts sit alone. 

Lights and decorum engulf the city enough to entice a smile even if it so be against thy will. 

Here I sit, enough to enjoy the bittersweet atmosphere perfumed by the smiles and cheering demeanor of on goers. 

Watching passengers of life pass by fading into the never ending bustling crowd such as a morning mist would dissipate in the rising sun.

Maybe I’m just too cold to go along with them?

Author's Note

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