PG 18

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Froze. Unready yet.
If only I can find a way to melt the ice and break free.

Giggling. Clouds of fear thundering.
If only you can hold my hands, and keep it warm.

If...If only I will let that happen.


Because it hurts, I choose to ignore.

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