hmm, can I do freeverse?

it's just so very cold tonight
and I wish that I could hold you tight
hang on with all my might...
and hope that everything is right

escape inside your innocence
and feel you with my every sense
and wish that I won't need defense
against this failure that I dispense

It's just so very cold you see
and wish I could feel you being besides me
and know, with you is where I should be
I miss you oh so ferverently

Is it that I bore you now?
this reason for your troubled brow
the distance and the constant "how"
how are we to be allowed

when all we do must be so quiet
we don't want to start a riot
you have to go, but I beg "not yet"
I will stay if you will try it

I'll miss you as the darkness falls
around these starkly empty walls
while inside of me, your voice calls
too bad that my presence apalls

the angel that you've always been
without evil hate or sin
an elusive shade I cannot pin
one more heart I cannot win

things are happening oh so fast
not like those days in the past
of infatuation that'd never last
and a lifetimes die too soon cast

I miss you more that it will show
It pains me just to never know
If you'd rather see so-and-so
or that random fag called ryan grow

the embraces seemed so real
your hand on mine all that I'd feel
without a sound my heart you'd steal
oh is this real, is this real?

or is it all a game
will it always end the same?
with my descent, myself to blame
for being quiet or just too lame

I miss you so but cannot tell
it you want me to go to hell
from your favor, have I fell?
does my silence break the spell?

did I do somethng wrong
am I bad at playing along
or has this gone on far too long
like an empty boring song

is a week to much to bear?
or was it just my curly hair?
did you think I didn't care?
was it all to much to bear?

I know that I don't say too much
the "I love you's" don't seem to touch
your heart at all, it seems like such
pretty sentiments are just a crutch

you've been raised to go through guys
and tear them apart, like annoying flies
and laugh as he slowly dies
or in my case, save him with your eyes

the ones that catch me in their sights
and stay with me for nights and nights
drowning out the ambient lights
taking my pulse to higher heights

my arm around your spine
trying to say that everythings fine
make it all seem an endless line
and one small step will start decline

I think I too that step last week
that is why we rarely speak
or is it just that I'm too weak?
tell me, oh tell me so I may tweak

my actions so as to be the best
the perfect pillow on which to rest
your head, so warm against my chest
but now I feel like I'm a pest

words can't describe how good I feel
when you are near and it's all real
but when we spend a day without words
it sends a message that noone has heard

that you
are bored
with me.