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

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

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

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

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

Vomit striken
and unable to feel...

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

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