Broken hearts

Cold limbs, pale pigment
Chapped lips, frail fingertips
What do I miss the most of all
Is being close to you
When you say you love me
I see right between you
And you fall downwards, to the floor
We roll and turn across the room
I miss the days that I loved you
Now you're gone and I'm a fool with life
Depressed, my heart's beating right thru my chest
And I, can't bear, this hell I've made upon the rest
And my life, come back to me one day
So I can see your fuckin' face again