it's cold where you are,
your heart is frozen,
the icyness radiates through your smile.
why do i so badly want to melt you?
hold you close and warm you..
i burn each time i try,
stick to you like a tongue to an ice pop...
pulling away, leaving a bit of me behind each time.
raw.
am i so cold to unwanted love?
do i take a piece of some one?
are they raw after they've touched me?
do they bleed?
1 comment:
We all bleed and leave pieces behind, thats what makes us learn.
Some off us just tend to bleed dry!
Dis regtig 'n mooi een die parra.
Love ya!
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