cold as ice

brushing fingertips against skin

cold as ice.

lying here, late at night

cold as ice.

the second his sweatshirt was absent

cold as ice.

never thought i would feel this way

cold as ice.

i miss the feeling i had before i ruined it.

it wasn't anywhere near 

cold as ice.

lips chapped,

arms covered in goose-bumps

cold as ice.

what if i didn't have to ruin it all.

maybe i wouldn't feel so

cold as ice.

no more boys

no more sad poems about the guys i miss

cold as ice.

people wonder why it takes so long for me to open up

well, i have to thaw this heart,

cold as ice.

i should get sleep

before i break my heart,

cold as ice.

trying to warm my freezing fingers

but everything is 

cold as ice.