The heater didn’t work

In that old beater

So ice would grow

And I used my hand

To wipe the window

And it was Christmas

And I was alone

Actually

But I loved you enough

Disproportionately

But it was fine

And the roads were icy

And you, so you said,

Couldn’t really leave

Until all the work was done

So I waited and bundled up

And was really ok

Really really ok

That it was just me

Taking care of you

Vulnerable and exposed

And brave and fully aware

That you didn’t have

The capacity to love me back

And it was a great night

One of my favorites

It was the night I knew

That I couldn’t count on you

Like you could count on me

It was the cold night

When I decided

It is good and ok to care

Without any assurance

That you will be cared for

Save the Lord