This is the photo prompt for Madison Woods’s Friday Fictioneers.
It’s not easy to talk. It used to be so warm. I can’t talk anymore, not to you. I may not be able to even look at you. It just feels so cold. I wonder How I can put it into words. Yeah, I know I can’t. I can only measure to what degree there is still heat. Maybe that’s where I start. Stop focusing on when and where thing went wrong and how long they will stay this way. There is a degree of heat left. I just can’t seem to see through the pain. You can’t measure coldness.