They peek through a silhouette of keyholes and open up doors, talk about someone else, they abandoned me, I abandoned them, they call upon me and I answer them, a coldness among the frozen fields and dying orchids, flat emotions and clusters of personalities, glasses on my nose, I never bother them, I make no promises to them, I don't follow their social media, I don't speak a word unless spoken to, I moved away from them, I don't have to hide, I knew it would be like this, they all love their selves, they think their hearts are beating and breaking, sunlight sleeping, all light will dim, tepid and calm inside, I will never love them again, I will never obey'st them or anyone else.