the sun feels warmer
with coffee
the moon seems closer
with beer
i walked 2 miles away
from you
when you called me
i was there.

and i loathed the winter chill
as i clutched my coat of fur
now i'm scared of all the grass blades
the flowers make me insecure

don't try so hard
to be you
just be true today
don't lie
i'd walk 2 miles
to see you
but i'm too sure
you would try.

and i miss the dark december
it was easy to drink and hide
it seemed lively in december
now it feels like suicide