it's cold out

when you

hear the words, i don't

want

any more chaos,

or drama in

my life,

you know there's a story

waiting to be

told.

but do you ask,

do you press them on

the past,

to spill

their tale of woe,

or do you smile and say,

that's nice

then button your coat

up to your chin,

because it's cold?