Narcissist

I was looking up to nothing
Succumbing to the ice in your blue eyes
Teeth chattering and fingers blackening
It was all about you
But maybe you would warm to me
I thought and prayed in vain
Emotionally tied to the tracks
While you were the train
But eventually
I got away
Lived to tell the tale another day
And you hide inside
Hoping your compliments
Would complement
This wave of sanity that I am having
This spark in time
I am happy
Without you