ashleyamber33

Hello, my dear I’m terrible concerned That I’ve done some things That you haven’t earned Or rather, I think The lack of actions Has caused my love To seem in fractions I do detest That my love is astray I just have a hard time With the weather this way Look out the window It’s the cold to blame But we both know That the window is a frame A frame around a picture Of natures drifting fury I just hope it distracts you From my shortcomings From the things I lack From the things I don’t do for you I just hope it distracts you from me Because I’m worth less than any of those snowflakes Be the wi