01.23.23
Like snowflakes in December,
I'm finally felt when I'm being cold.
Christmas Eve could've been warmer,
and yet, "Let's end this," I recalled.
Two steps backward to
where we first met,
I wished I never held
moments in haste,
Now I'm turning the
volume loud and clear,
How badly I needed
you to disappear.
Cause I was well when
I still hadn't found your trap,
I was happy on my own
until you fucked us up,
Now I'm aching with
no tears in my eyes,
I guess I ran out of reasons
why I should believe your lies.
But you want me back,
whole and willing,
No fragments of hate and
wrath, but healing,
You want your winter
to be as warm as summer,
Baby, I'd rather have mine cold
than taking your skeptical offers.
—georginariver
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