you were made from the winter dust stinging my veins cold/
i'm stuck here in this place. a place between loving u 'n regretting everything. i don't know how to feel anymore. i sat there right in front of u, and wondered if u could see me. this isn't how it's supposed to be, this isn't us. we were something special. something amazing. i cannot read u, and it's driving me insane. mb i could never read u at all. that was ultimately the problem though, wasn't it? i always thought you wanted so much more from me than you actually did.
