The atmosphere is cold.
The tricks your doing, shallow yet bold.
I put all these behind my back.
The sweetness is what you lack.
You make me paranoid by the things you do.
Yet, i still miss you.
The more you say no words.
The more you shatter my world.
Your touch, forever beyond my reach.
Love is one thing you can not teach.
When i see you, i try to retreat.
But you are one stage that i can not permeate.
The smile on your face, is now only a memory.
Of the now called tragedy.
I hope you find someone out there that you will trully love.
Not just so that you can go above.
