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.