Your heart is like the winter, cold but your mysterious. I can't help but think that your far ahead of what I'll ever be and it scares me to see you go.
You only see the outside and wonder whats on the inside.
I hide my feelings and say nothing cause I'm afraid of being my worse nightmare. It sacred me one night I thought you would be there but I woke to see you gone the next day it saddens me. So with that I do say that this was joined by the underworld and taken by suprise that the next day you might see me ive already lived and ive so far died.
