Kisses on the broken ground
tears that annoy...
bringing the inward heat outward into the busted scene
Innocent eyes become possessive eyes now
...as they look down on you
I don't feel anything towards this sort of thing
The cold is a safe retreat from all of the needing
Shut me away
away from your gaze
away from your hands
away from your wet
away from your words
away from your feelings
It's all well, but it well never be my problem
Is it true what they say in my silence?
...that romantics die once they've met romance?
Belonging to nothing
fade, fade like the sun on the overcast heart