I'd never tell you this
...
I'd never tell anyone this
...
here, in the dark of night
I miss you.
It's not that I haven't replaced you
and replaced you
over and over again

I shiver
...
I can't stop
...
Perhaps it's the time of year; the cold
You were the only love I'd ever had around the holidays
Perhaps it's just the stability I missed; strong arms
You were always my rock
Perhaps it's how my parents loved you; too much really
You were so, so good to me


Maybe I'm just lonely.