ice

mi heart is colder than cold

As the snow flutters to the ground and melts away like I wish so many memories would. The water begins to freeze just like my heart, cold solid ice, saved in a freezer, my chest, for one day, one day maybe someone will take the time and chisel it, sculpt my heart of ice into a wondrous masterpiece. If only, well I will wait for that day with my hopes as high as the stars, when that day does not come, look up into the sky, Hailey’s comet will be flying across the night sky as my broken self, my crushed hopes, my only soul