Contemplation in Reykjavik

The horizon changes with who you’re with

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last spring
i came with him
but it felt like
i was standing here alone
in this cold Reykjavik town
with a complete stranger

the coldness
emanating from him
like his heart
is made of ice
it made me contemplate:
do i still want to walk
through this street
with him?

do i take this chance
to just walk away?
perhaps
walking among strangers
could feel warmer
than standing
next to him

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