I'm outside,its cold but not as cold as you.you were the Prince charming who thought I was a darling.its cold,I'm freezing now but not as cold on the day everything froze...everything.your words they touch me,they touched my skin.they burned a little to,why....i know I'll be playing with fire agian soon.the wind is blowing hard now.i don't know if I can last,I don't know if this will last

I'm moving on well trying.its harder to do than think.i loved to much now I'm hurting to much.im tired of waiting for nothing to happen.you had cut me so deep,deeper then the cuts I gave myself.the difference is that I don't know how to heal from yours.

I woke up today...thats good I guess.
I also thought of him I was still able to to breathe and stay calm...hes the drug and I'm the addict...nothing special about a drug same thing as a human,but I'm addicted.just a smell,touch,feel,or a kiss and I'm good.