The voice that echoed the curses
the voice that told me that I’m gonna be left behind
is the same voice I’ve been waiting to hear all this time
Your dark side that I hated
turned out to be the first thing that I missed
Your firm arms that once passed through a wall
when you lost your temper
the arms that pushed me away
were the very same arms
I’d now love to pull me closer
Right now I am afraid that years later
form you, I won’t be totally free
years later I might find myself
caressing the scars you gave me
❤️
Forever Winter 