the sun was out.
the bun, also, was out.
but my heart
waited to feel the warmth,
after a long winter's cold that pierced through skin like shards of glass.
i melted, slowly, slowly,
into a puddle, thick like cold stone cake batter gotta have it size ice cream with strawberries mixed in,
for strangers to walk through,
leaving footprints of me in their wake.
how sweet it is, to feel the heat.
69 degrees. and sunny.