melting with it

From the book Swallowed A Twinkling Star

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Chapter: Spring

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Can you come up with
just one reason to explain
why we couldn’t walk
across the park hand in hand
so that everyone could see?

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Even if I had
revealed my true emotions
that dark night by the
fire, you’d still have chosen
differently. For you knew.

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Frost has drawn your face
on the glass as if mocking
yesterday. I sigh
and it melts. I hope you are
melting with it, vanishing.

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