where you stood shivering in the cold.
i took you inside
where i told you to hang your heart
on a hook so it too will warm up.
i made you hot chocolate
and you told me the names
of all the bones you knew,
all the books you’ve read.
we compared lists
of all the places we wanted to see,
things we wanted to do.
tomorrow i will let you borrow my coat when you leave,
hoping you’ll forget your heart on the hook.
