My hands are cold,
at first they were also shaking,
but now I do not feel the cold anymore.
He came to me with a scared look on his face,
I smiled at him while answering his questions.
As I ended I looked at my bare feet,
wondering why he cared.
I had just left my house and parents behind,
they were argueing again, about something trivial,
He took my cold hands in his warm ones,
trying to warm them up,
I shook my head and smiled sadly.
They would not get any warmer...