Cold Nights

I used to think about you…your ways
How I would love your ways…without default
But one day, you showed me who you really were
And so I cried…

I used to think about you,
When the rain fell hard
Hitting the pavement
As if pipes were being banged against a steel-like wall

I used to think about you,
As the nights became chilly – feeling like frost
Touching the tips of each petal of grass

I used to think about you
Except that I made love to the beat of alone
No word from you
No reason to molest the phone

I used to love you
Cold nights felt like my heart back then

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