Cold

We sat on a bench,

Huddled beneath a blanket,

Cocooning,

Trying to trap body heat.

It was freezing -

First day of summer break at the beach with friends,

And we’re all cold.

Two of them went swimming in the lake -

Don’t ask me why, it must’ve been absolutely miserable -

And I stayed on the bench

With my two best friends -

One, more of a sister than anything,

The other, a little more than a friend.

She grabbed my arm - her fingers were cold, but then again, so were mine.

We sat there together underneath our blanket.

I put my head on his shoulder,

Something I haven’t done before,

At least not with him -

Tangled our fingers together -

And she clung to my elbow,

All three of us searching for warmth, comfort,

Maybe even a bit of clinginess (for me at least).

One of our last times altogether

Before everyone splits up

And we were all

Cold.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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