Sitting Cold

Here we are, Sitting cold,
Hugging mugs,
And searching for a topic,

I recognise your face,
But not the thoughts behind your eyes,

Empty mugs,
Sitting back,
Settling in,
And searching for a topic,

You're still here,
But I'm not.

A/N: I've had writer's block for a while. This is the first new thing that I've written that's not directly from my own situation / emotions. Inspiration hit and I jotted it down. As it stands (this being the first draft) I'm quite pleased with it.