In The Bleak Midwinter

The only thing I have left of you now Is my sadness on cold winter mornings The kind of bleak, cathartic cold That numbs you from the inside out Keeps you bedridden through the holidays I try to look at other boys Like I did with you But it all feels so wrong I still feel the want to be true I'm too naive I don't think before I speak Let alone before a big leap I watched the sunrise with you 50° yet I still swam They took down the pool yesterday And we broke up yesterday I just want you to know I'm sorry