Don't forget your jacket on a November day
because there might be no one on the streets in the morning
to cover your left shoulder for me.
I'm myself covered in a black coat of thoughts
that I put on every day
trying to hide my cold sense
so it won't melt in your hands.
And I'm not sure how to tell you
that your smile is the most beautiful crush
my soul has ever had
without using the same words
that you have been told before.