Saving Some For Myself

I didn't read the handbook on relationships
They don't exist for this breaking glass!
For trainriders through Canada in the dead of
Winter, where the green hills roll by and I
Get inspired by house lofts and cold breeze
5 AM walks, all for relationships that don't
Exist for this broken glass!
I die for everything that can't breathe and I
Am resent for this broken train ride