We were only a whisper
in a long and loud conversation.
The combination of my senseless expectations
and your lack of sincerity
never gave us a chance.
The truth is I was like winter
but you were opposed to the cold.
You liked it warm and comfortable and sunny
but I was only a cloud-filled pale grey sky.
And when you saw the storms approaching
you ran for shelter
But I was left alone
to brave the storm on my own.