She's cold to the touch,
But leaves fire in her wake.
And though he's warm,
He has eyes like ice.
They say opposites attract,
And these two seem wildly different,
But they're similar in the way
That destruction is their pasts.
She keeps to herself,
Allows her fire to burn her,
Because it hurts her so much
To know she's burned others.
And he has similar fears.
Afraid to hurt the ones he loves.
He pushes them away,
So his cold heart doesn't freeze theirs.
They could love each other endlessly,
Be exactly what the other needs,
But fears and doubt get in the way,
So for now they're just friends.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 6:41 AM UTC
She's cold to the touch,
But leaves fire in her wake.
And though he's warm,
He has eyes like ice.
They say opposites attract,
And these two seem wildly different,
But they're similar in the way
That destruction is their pasts.
She keeps to herself,
Allows her fire to burn her,
Because it hurts her so much
To know she's burned others.
And he has similar fears.
Afraid to hurt the ones he loves.
He pushes them away,
So his cold heart doesn't freeze theirs.
They could love each other endlessly,
Be exactly what the other needs,
But fears and doubt get in the way,
So for now they're just friends.
