Shriveled and cold, where’d it all go?
Bad timing? You’re hiding what you’re feeling,
Talking in circles.
Your words have no meaning.
Bad timing? That’s an easy excuse.
Peaks and valleys five years through,
wiping tears from my cheeks
and haven't spoken in weeks.
You reset the clock when you decide.
No reconciliation, just pretending nothing happened
Aren’t you? You’ve gotten good at ignoring.
You have the power.
You know that’s true.
Too much alike, we are bound to fight—
I threw gas on the flame, hoped you help me stomp it out
No, you didn’t show.
We’re good again? I shouldn’t be surprised by your sudden
chit-chat. You step
on me like a
We both know I’m stronger than that.
But you made me laugh again.