yes, i am cold
but i have to be
for when your heart melts
into a puddle of sorrow and rejection
you can do one of two things:
continue to melt until you evaporate into nothingness
or
freeze your heart into ice so it is whole again
yes, the ice slices my chest
and tears me apart each movement.
yes, i can no longer love again.
but i am alive.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetry♡ a poem compilation ♡ "maybe someday, these pain-filled words will compensate for this endless suffering."
