Hotter than Hell!

I say that I’m the coldest in the room– 
the one who feels the least 
– but every time you stumble in 
I thaw out piece by piece.

This feeling of defrosting 
is nothing short of pain.
I see my insides out–
yet long for it again.

I’m like the damned ice caps
the way I’m warming up to you.
It’s terrible, I’m horrible,
I make me want to spew. 

Sometimes I think I’m over it
then seem to fall back in–
I melt and end up as
the little puddle I’ve always been.