i used to think of lights and happy and comfort when i thought of you but now you remind me of storms in the soul hollow eyes empty hearts you remind me of cold lips on mine your emotions far in the distance, while mine raced through me you remind me of my energy falling to the floor you remind me of wanting to cry but being too tired. when you let me down, after building me up when you let me fall in love, only to let go and watch me crash into the unforgiving ground. which was almost an improvement, almost an IMPROVEMENT, from being in your uneasy hold, too weak, too fickle. i thought i had finally found shoulders sturdy enough to cry on. eyes brave enough to stay locked on mine when i broke down. and now i am bracing myself for my final fall for when it finally hits me that you do not care.