By deevaa's evil twin
Date: 9 June 1999

cotton wool isn't your style

I got to close,
scared us both
now I have to run
to keep from hurting you,
me, us. (was there ever really an us?)

Maybe I have got it wrong,
you're hiding in a shell
wrapped yourself in lead
cause
cotton wool isn't your style, lover.

closed off from me
but saying your not gone.
can't you just give me
something (anything)
to get over?

I think your looking 
for
some time
some space
and a place
without me.