You’re like a warm coffee on a cold day. I put my hands around you to stop the shivering.
I smile and say,”This is nice,I could get used to this.”
But then I remember,I don’t drink coffee anymore. I never knew that too much caffeine can kill you.
Or too much “you” but not enough “us” can harm the heart.
So I settled with the next best thing,I put on my cardigan and hugged myself.
“Warm but never cozy.”
Hopefully,I won’t get used to this.