you can cry all you want to, i don't care how much you'll invest yourself in me.
lost but not forgotten
there is no harm in love
unless it's a harmful love
you remember the times
but forget the instances
where love was so apparent
you could barely touch it
with the tips of your icy fingers
on a cold winter's day
anticipation is maddening
but i can't help but feel saddened
by this sudden loss of lust for logic
thinking everything is magic
when cupid's arrow hits
i lose all my built up reasoning
but what can i say
i guess it's just the season
- me