"I missed you" he whispered
I knew it wasn't our mystical conversations...

It didn't matter
What fell from his lying lips...

Anger brewing,
What a friend...

You don't care
How much it hurts...

Everybody takes a piece,
Few give in return...

The deeper I cut
The less I felt...

If love
Was an earthquake...

Everyone thinks they know something
They hear the stories...

Sickness in my heart,
Snow now blankets the cold ground...

Locked inside this cold, dark place,
Where nothing warms you through...

Words fall like the sweetest poison
Seeping into your skin...

A need to hear you say it
A want to make you feel it...