Cold as you…

 

You come with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you.With a way of coming easily to me.When you take, you take the very best of me.So I started a fight to feel something but you do what you wanted as I’m not what you wanted. You put up walls and paint them all with a shade of gray as I stood there praying that it would all go away. Now I’m sitting here thinking it through with the realization that I’ve never been anywhere as cold as you.

What a rainy ending given to a perfect day.

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