it feels damn cold. i hate the cold.
i feel an emptiness inside me, like i lost something.
i think i have, but i don't want to act rashly.
so i'll relax for a moment and see what's happening first.

it feels so cold...
and this is why i hate the cold so much.
hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.
i feel lucky to be a man.

i'm not sure what i did, or have been doing.
i guess i need to set my eyes straight so i can set off moving.
if i really do feel so cold, then why am i not sad like i used to be?
i don't really understand it, it just feels kind of...light.
like someone removed something from me.

to tell the truth, i wanted to see how you were.
but i cant sms(-.- sry guys, i really cant for at least 1 month)
and i'm afraid to call.
so i just kept quiet.
i think its better this way.
every time i try to help someone, another person has to pay a price.
that's not called helping, right?
i don't want others to feel pain when someone else is safe.

"i might end up liking you instead."
"don't worry, you'll hate me. everybody does."

"don't kill everybody that does something bad to me."

"you swear you won't emo anymore?"

"i won't promise something i can't keep."

so tired.
go ahead and let me go.
the only thing holding me back now is you.
because i've learnt to love everything else but you.
it always ends this way for me.

i don't love you,
like i did,
yester...
(guitar explodes)
day, hey, yeah,
i don't love you, like i loved you yesterday.