Could someone tell me what went wrong
to make you throw it all away...

How is it that you can easily throw it all away
When all I really wanted was just to hear you say...

Don’t say it if you don’t mean it
That’s what you used to say...

I fold into your arms
And feel the passion in your embrace...

I sit and wait for you to speak
Nothing is being said...

My mind is littered with things i want to say
I feel so cold now and want this to go away...

I never was that much into
being and open book...

Vomit striken
and unable to feel...