So Many Frozen Refrences

The weather's become a bitter cold

And my fingertips are constantly numb.

They say it's from bad circulation

 but my hands were always warm

When you held them.

It's cold enough to see my breath

but maybe I'm just seeing the ghost 

of kisses that made the air thin even in summer

Ironically, I only kissed you once this summer.

I guess this isn't the first time

 my heart has ached for you.

and I'm tired of the constant freeze you put on my heart.

Because every time you leave,

It stops.

And I forget how to live.

I forget what its like to sigh in a moment of bliss.

I forget what adrenaline feels like running though my body

I forget what it feels like to write about something happy.

March 23rd was the last time I did.

Maybe the worst tragedy of all, 

Some days I forget what it was like to laugh with you

The one thing that makes me feel most alive in this world.

You're gone.

And I spend my time with friends,

We build fires and go for rainy day drives...

But I spend every moment wishing I was doing them with you.

I get home to only light a candle,

put on your favorite band T- shirt

and remember you through my headphones.

God I miss you.

And I'm afraid your hands are the only ones that can restart my circulation

I want so so badly to be happily in love.

But I also want it to be with you.

I'd be lying to myself if I said that the cold never bothered me

But I can't figure out if I need to let it go...

or continue to endure this endless tundra.

In hopes of one day, 

the distance between us melts.

Girl on Fire

The candlelight flickered off these pages

But these walls have seen more casting shadows

From my heart than the flame on the wax.

Eyes look best in campfire light,

and maybe that's how I saw you;

a flawed but ever glowing soul.

Like flares our kisses sent messages

to the untouched ashy sky above

"God, this is good. Help our hearts not to burn."

Now I know why burn victims are said to have the worst kind of pain.

Because I have third degree burns 

on every memory we've ever made.

I miss the way we breathed each other

Without the smoke filled doubt consuming your lungs.

 I'm tired of holding on to hope in these embers

Cause the only thing that's going to re-spark your interest

can't be felt through the alcohol in your system. 

If you were reading this, I'd tell you you're damn firefighter.

Come back to the you I fell in love with,

  And put this fire out, before I turn to ashes.

Alcohols A Man Stealing Slut

You love the taste of alcohol on your lips,

and the way it seduces your mind to forget.

But you're screwing your chances with me,

And I bet the taste of my lips isn't as bitter 

And even more intoxicating. 

You love the way it can tangle your thoughts, 

into utter chaos until you stop thinking altogether.

But you'll never drink enough to get me out of your head,

And I bet my words leave DNA marks on your empty bottle.

 you'll miss me all the same. 

You drank so much you swayed this way and that. 

and the whiskey burned your throat with every step.

But if you'd choose me, our love would burn passionate, 

And I bet I'd do a better job of making it so you couldn't walk straight. 

I'd be there in the morning without the massive hangover.