Let's be honest, the only reason I stopped loving you was cause you stopped loving me . . .
The half empty sheets when I would wake up in the middle of the night, the cold welcoming me like an old friend.
The only difference is this time it's not supposed to be cold.
The heat off of your warm smile would embrace me and I'd smile; oh how I could smile while I slept with your arms around me.
I guess the time I stopped loving you was when the cold actually started to feel warm; the kinda warm you get when you've been standing outside to long on a windy day, when after awhile of being cold you get this feeling from your chest that spreads through your body, and you no longer feel the cold?
I knew that this was no longer love.
But the question is not when did I stop loving you but, when did you no longer lay next to me?
- Jimin
