Somtimes.

when your here, i feel more alone then ever. though you look at me, i feel your eyes are empty. When we touch though you are warm its only ice i feel. Though i love you, i feel that this love is not real. You dont talk to me, like we used to do. back when we were kids, in the park, on the swings. thats when i fell for you, when i new i wanted you. Sorry, i have to go away now. Come visit me k?