if the fire's out baby, how you gonna keep me warm

[saveyoursanity]

I'm starting to think that I mourn a connection we never really had. Did I make it all up in my mind, out of whole cloth, out of stardust and memories and wishes? Did I just fucking wish we had all that and so I pretended we did? Or was it real?

I don't know. I don't remember. And we don't have it now. So why do I hang on your every word like it's going to mean something-like it used to, like you used to mean everything to me.

I know it's a lie
I want it to be true

Why do I even keep talking to you? (Because I'm a slow learner who easily falls for a sob story?)

well if i tag it about him
then it's not really
all that cryptic then
is it.