how could this happen to me.
and thats when you said my jacket wasnt tight enough.
and I pulled it tight around my waist.
and you put your hands into your pockets.
and we kept walking crookedly down that road in fading street light.
and we never looked back.
we never needed to look back.
because what was ahead was better than what we left behind.
I need a adventurous relationship again.
we arent the friends we used to be.