Walking past you used to melt me, but it's been a while since you REALLY first met me. You're beautiful, and smart I can see, but this Lion King won't be ******* frozen by Elsa, the Ice Queen. I used to wonder what it was about me; why I was so disappointing; why when I spoke lightning, you didn't yell thunder. You got over it, while I kept going under. I'm past the past, but walking past you asks why I disappeared so fast. I was an easy recover, but I was in a walking cast. Although, I'm glad it never got to last; Count the number of times that I kept going back, sure I wrote you my favorite collection of words, but the spoken version will never be heard.