"You're a cold, cold woman" I say.,
"I know this because I've lost fingers to frost bite. They reached to touch you and all they are now is stubs of dead tissue."
The words I say never faze her. She looks down at me like she always does.
"You're a cold, cold woman" I say again
"I know this because when I'm around you my breath fogs up.
Tears crystalize near you"
That earns me a lazy look my...