Cold Hearts

I maybe nice, but my friends are not when you hurt me.

People say that I am the most warm hearted person they know.

They ask me, "Are you ever mean?"

I just smile and say my thanks.

It never fails, when people tell ;me how sweet or nice I am, you always come to mind.

You and how cold hearted you are.

How you always loved me, then hit me.

Time and time again it was "I love you" then you would some how get mad and take it out on my face.

My friends knew something was up, but I would just always say something about how clumbsy I am.

They knew better though, they took care of me by taking care of you.

Still to this day, all I can think of is how much that meant to me, and when I hear you name, I just smile.

Cold hearts never get away.

When warm hearts are hurt by you.