Not even the chill of the winter can frost your chilly heart.
The one I once melted with my fiery art.

The one you replaced with a frigid block.
A heart once thought to me I carried the key to unlock.

Resonant memories wither.
Memories you’ve frozen as your thoughts dither.

Ice in your veins as you carry on.
My body still warm as your cold body moves on.

No time to let my blood cool, or rigor mortis to set.
You’ve packed your bags.
now everything is set.

My love fell in love, with another
I thought she fell from above, how could she love any other
I love no one other
Could never find the strength to put one above her
Could never find the strength to stop thinking of her
Even now as she lays with her lover

like her I want to be, the one I love, the one who doesn’t need me. Where shall I find the one to set me free, as she has caged me I can not set myself free. As free as she is that’s what I long to be. Just like the one who cried she needed me.

I could consume for an eternity what long ago has consumed me. Love from which, I can not break free. One that’s left me empty, the shell of a a fossil. What is and was monumental, gargantuan, colossal. I consume as if a glutton for pain and misery. Is life so much more fulfilling, for you? Without me?

Ever so fleeting the love of my life, hide behind a smile the pain of my life. Hidden in a smile my own demise. Ever do I think I am sure wise. She doesn’t bite, it’s me she fights, maybe her heart too. I can’t never know what is true.

I had my chance, at a second glance, it seems I’ve wasted it. A love so great I’m in disbelief I’ve tasted it. She sought relief because I desecrated it. Not giving a second chance for me to replace it.

New love new drug, it replaces what was. Out with the old, in with the new, I wish I could replace those I love as easily as you do. Fresh is her face, morning dew. Her thoughts of me are so askew. She says I love you, but simply can’t be, with you.

Time in comparison, how can you compare a life thick with time to an experience so thin. An experience through which I’ve grown thicker skin. Though to no avail with her I can’t begin again.

Walking ever so long, I long to be with her everlong. She says it has been too long. I’ve had her, for way to long. Every song seems to be about her, every lovely word, written about her. How can I ever forget about her. She traps me with her hidden power.