she texted me and stopped me dead in my tracks,
even though I was just sitting on the couch trying to relax.
we've been here before so I wasn't surprised,
because it happens every year around Christmas time.
when she is feeling alone even among many people,
I must admit it feels good though she still thinks I am evil.
in a cold den, my feet are frozen and pacing,
and now, thanks to her, my dumb heart is racing.
on the other end of this iMessage, she knows I am hers,
but I can't let her know because I don't want to drink and I don't have the cure.
I know she doesn't love me which is nothing new to me now,
want to kiss her one more time, don't know how.
she will disappear again without a doubt,
I won't shout, I will wait her out until the next round.