Not even the chill of the winter can frost your chilly heart.
The one I once melted with my fiery art.

The one you replaced with a frigid block.
A heart once thought to me I carried the key to unlock.

Resonant memories wither.
Memories you’ve frozen as your thoughts dither.

Ice in your veins as you carry on.
My body still warm as your cold body moves on.

No time to let my blood cool, or rigor mortis to set.
You’ve packed your bags.
now everything is set.