cold fights, cold nights, colder goodbyes..

Moving into the winter, it gets colder. Nothing new, just another day older. What's been said has been thrown over my shoulder. What could I have done, what could have I told her. The days get shorter and the fights get longer. I just don't belong here. We're movin into winter.

Why can't we just get along. I just wanna tell you where you belong. Don't be weak on me, be strong. You say love is like music, so I'll sing you a song. Its hard for you to believe me, but I ain't wrong.

As we move into the winter show, the snowflakes fall, really slow. I like the winter, cause you look pretty in the snow. Like the tempature, our fights get pretty low. Our fights are like snowballs that we begin to throw. We sit out by the fire although it's ten below. To tell you somethin you probably should know, "I love you and I won't let go."

Why do I have to tell you over and over again. Is this all I am to you, Just a friend? What's the point in this conversation if what your getting is not what I send. Your over reacting is like a trend. You wear it a lot like you own us men. Well, that's where it ends, where you think this heart is just a lend.

The winter is where it all started. It's where we met. The cold nights I will never forget. Hanging out till the sun set. Fights end good relationships, so please quit. I'll be that person you once knew, if you tell me we're not through in the set, of two. All I get, is all of you, so love me too.

-Kyler Orton


Submitted: December 14, 2010

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