All I think when you look away
Is that one day,
You're going to make me want to stop.

My skin's warmth will not keep you happy.
You have it all taken care of.

And when you don't,
Words I've pulled out of my head
..For real, though...
They can't do anything for you.

Some day,
When the clouds are only white,
You'll crush me.

And as with the other August Decembers,
You won't empathize.