I'd rather be alone than feel lonely with you.
Like a bandaid, you were a temporary fix.
Ripped it off knowing my heart would still break in two.
When you want to fall in love you are always taking that risk.
You were the color red, always talking about passion.
You made it seem like there was more to you.
But the truth hit like a cloud covering the sun.
Your red aura turned into something like blue.
















