By Mac Guerreiro
It’s so cold,
The shadow you cast,
Eye have a really hard time with that,
Even when eye feel eye deserve it,
When eye’ve earned it,
The chill reaches my core,
And eye don’t know if we’re okay anymore,
It’s so cold in the shadow you cast,
And Eye’m faced with a fact,
Eye can’t rely on your sun,
Eye have to create my own,
No amount of apologies feel like enough,
When Eye’m seemingly estranged from your love.
Mystical Mac 