It wasn't going to be this cold today;
We were supposed to cuddle in the park.
But now the sky is overcast and grey,
And very soon it will be getting dark.
Tell me why it had to be like this.
Why did everything freeze so quickly?
It seems but yesterday that we could kiss
Under a sun that beamed approvingly
And warmed our weary limbs, when, tired but glad,
We slumped together on the grass outside.
When did the weather turn? I swear we had
More time than this before the summer died.
But it is chilly, and I cannot bear
To freeze while you pretend that you don't care.
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