You Used To Be

You used to be my muse. I
Only wrote about you 
Until you disappeared and you went

Unreachable but you always had
Someone else and you thought I had someone
Else, but I
Didn't. It was only you. Despite what you

Thought. You used to be my muse and I would 
Openly express how I felt, but you never felt the way I did. 

But you didn't tell me 
Everything and let

My love run cold, as cold as
Your heart of ice, I thought I was

Melting you on some nights. I thought of 
Us
Sitting on the couch when 
Everyone else was asleep. That was a special time for me.