You have a cold heart, love. Everything you touch turns to ice. I had hoped that the fires in my heart could sustain us both in this icy home. The heat of my heart tries to burn though your icy walls, but it cannot melt through your frozen exterior. All that is left of my love is damp ashes. Shivering, I leave you alone to enjoy your cold home.
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branchandroot
Where a little inspiration led..... to randomness
Date: Aug. 6th, 2013 02:47 am (UTC)All that is left of my love is damp ashes. Shivering, I leave you alone to enjoy your cold home.