You only got colder.

<center><font face="arial"><font size="3"> she paints her face up something elegant her eyes a darker shade of green not aware the look in her eyes is more intense than he's ever seen she's out the door, with nothing to lose he takes another hit, knowing it's time. standing up, she tries to follow him. it's the other girl, isn't it? the only one that ever meant anything. she runs her fingers through her delicate, silky brunette hair. willing herself to beleive that he just might not be there. she turns around to face him; scalding him with timeless eyes. she's better than perfection; in his bloodshot eyes. yeah, she's breath-taking. that's what they all say. he takes in her precious beauty, daring to look her way. she's got porcelain skin that glows like diamonds. he's out of words to say, to keep her by him. she turns on her heel, ready to walk. forcefully he grabs her shoulder; "sit down, let's please just talk." she whispers, "i tried to let it go, but you only got colder." he shivers now, cold down to the bone. he looks up, pleadingly, but her eyes had turned to stone. she says, "sweetie, your self-esteem comes from your daddys wallet." "I tried finding the good in you, but I lost it." [I'm still trying to decide if I should use wallet or pocket, in the last stanza. Haha. This is kind of cute. Some guys don't realize what they have til it's gone. Some girls never stop trying, but when they do, they lose a part of them. This isn't based on anything other than clever lines.]