I was never heartless 

Learnt to use my heart less. 

You say I'm always cold

In reality I was born in the cold

You ask why I don't open up

No response, it might be the death of me 

Clouds gather and we know rain is coming.

Yet you can't read the red flags.

You're unable to discern the end is near.

A relationship filled with sun light.

The clouds gather over 

The storms are coming.

I see them clearly I hope you do

If I trust the foundation of this friendship is a mystery to me. 

If I say we will make it might be a lie 

I don't hate you, I wish the best for you. 

Your words don't have an effect on me.

Finally remind never to care about you.