the pain coursing trough my veins
the blood rushing to my head
the cold creeping up in my body
he left me cold... with nothing but a distant memory
falling in love and bringing down my walls
getting thrown to the wolves and putting it back up again
not allowing a single soul to infiltrate my heart, soul or body
never trusting or loving again
letting go of al sensibilty
he did this to me...now it's my turn to get back at him
