I think about you sometimes,

Your laughter, your smile

The fun times we had together before the fall

Maybe we could have worked out

Your fire was too hot for my ice

My scarred hands were dangerous to your soft touch

I left blisters in my wake

And you tried to survive

When we would talk i felt like a bug under a microscope

The scrutinizing look in your eyes

The way you would angle your face towards mine

I was never sure how to act

There were times when my heart would clench

I could not tell if it was from your proximity

Or the guilt i felt from keeping you trapped

I pulled at my heartstrings

There was no way to stop it

Hearts are gross to look at

But they do so much for your body

And they supply you with love

falling out of love was like falling from grace

Now I am confined to the cold realm of the Underworld

The darkness grips at my soul

Like the clutch of a raven’s talon,

I feel coldness