My tender lover how I miss your warmth two young bodies colliding at the very edge of world I wish I could be like you have no hard feelings look at the pictures and feel absolutely nothing I know you hate when my nostalgia comes around but my love all these poems are written in your name you promised that you'd stay And I promised I'd be here through the poor and bad cold heart and all yeah that's what I said But you iced me out, thats what you do I never come running this is the truth you turned your back and never looked again I suppose I never imagined I'd be the receiving end of your frostbite how am I supposed to have no hard feelings it doesn't make sense when the memories keep repeating you once told me you were my home these days I find myself drinking alone and writing you poem after ******* poem Now I lay in my bed, drunk, cold and stripped down to the bone because the only one man I ever did loved struck me right in the heart he didn't think twice so maybe I'm desperate just a little unwell but don't tell my love, no hard feelings after you dropped a ******* bombshell