As the temperatures start to rise I feel like I have, to keep the cool about myself, I can’t let them see me sweat not even for a second.
I have to keep my composure and pretend to have my nose up I can’t allow the wrong people to get closer. The temperature is rising but I have nothing for you but a cold shoulder.
I have never felt so not in control but well composed. The structure of my tailored garments are keeping me whole. A cool I can’t lose but a story to be told. I was who I have always been and you went missing on me to go explore what a life without me would be.
Will we cross paths again? Only the lord knows. I must say we fell so far away from a blissful place. I would backtrack if I could but it’s not in my character but as hard as I try I can look past you.