How can someone as intellectually beautiful as you do something so entirely cruel to make someone as intellectually vulnerable as me see stars in your eyes and float five feet above the ground just to cover the stars with clouds and reestablish the force of gravity pulling my heart six feet under shutting the door of opportunity and locking the dead bolt
I love you and I'm sorry
It kills me that you don't care anymore But I know it's my fault I lost the privilege of your heart All I need is your warm embrace But all you give is your cold shoulder