Your touch is cold,
It's like you're lifeless,
When you hug,
It's like a callousness,
You used to eminate passion,
A heat that seeks a home,
I look into your eyes,
And see nothing but monochrome,
You claim it's hard for you to love,
To me, this you've admitted,
But I never thought that you'd come to be,
Different, and rather frigid,
Give me your excuses,
Hand me all your lies,
But I'll always know,
It's a blessing in disguise,
When you held me,
I got chills,
That was in place of,
What I should have felt, thrills,
When we first met,
Your love hurt like a splinter,
Now I realize
Your heart is cold, like it's winter.
