Fire and ice share two common letters.
I and E. Vowels, to be particular.
Yet the similarities don't outweigh the differences.
Fire is how his hands feel on your thighs after the first fight and ice is how your heart feels on the night he walks away.
Fire is destructive, like your words that lash me like a whip, aND SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO BURN EVERY SINGLE MEMORY OF THE LIGHTNING OFF YOUR LIPS FROM MY BRAIN but I can't risk the cold and lack what your warm hands bring. Ice is cruel, it leaves you cold and miserable, suffering as an avalanche of unreplied text messages and love letters unanswered downfall on your ever aching body aND I SWEAR IM SICK OF THIS ICEBERG IN MY HANDS, LEAVING ME NERVOUS AND NUMBED I just miss the smell of oak trees burning as we ran laughing through the forest, I'm sorry I was so cold, ruthless even that the moon cast its shadowed eyes upon me. We are opposites but we complete each other, fire and ice, come back, I need you to thaw me out, I'll melt in your arms and promise never to freeze again