Your love was a cold, frosty day.
The kind of love that puts chills on your Frost-bitten nose.
Every time someone came near me, here you’d come.
I love you.
No matter how many hearts you’ve been breaking.
No matter how many girls you’ve been with; seen.
Your love is cold.
It is as cold as winter ice and as cold as he weather and the snowfall underneath frost-covered trees.
Your heart can melt mine no matter how cold.
Your looks melt every woman’s heart, but you can’t fool me.
I love you and that’s all there is to it….
But your love is as cold as frostbite.
And in Fall and Summer it seems to change.
You change with the seasons and your love is seen through your eyes which melts me to my soul.
Although your heart is cold to others,
You still have a way of instilling Summertime in Winter.
Your eyes; they do not fool me.
Although amber; you let your heart go wandering.
I am here.
Still here.
Baby, do not wander.
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