a thousand of your gazes seem like winter so come to me

he reads me poems about things i don't know
tells me what i should be
he teaches me how to be loved by him
and i say come to me
what a luxury
what a luxury

I suffer and it doesn't matter cause he's here with me
Missing you don't even makes sense
You left me cold
With rhymes I don't know
With changes I should be with rhymes I don't know with
changes I should be

I remember one kiss
That was magic when I laid on you
It almost made me cry
To think I won't see ever you again
He reads me poems about things I don't know and I say come
to me
What a luxury
What a luxury