I watched your cheeks flush,
colored by an air from a calgary cold front.
Your breath made ghosts spill into the night,
and gather as if they might not disappear.

I had heard a rumor,
You were moving back home!

But even if it was true,
I did not expect to hear it from you so bluntly.

So it hung in the air like a fever,
or a slow moving front.
And I would not find shelter here,
so I braced myself.

"Out!" I cried, "Out!
Are you running to or are you running from?
Or does it even matter if it won't change your mind?"

When you put your hand on mine,
I knew.

Lyrics submitted by Paraselene

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