Somewhere on a beach almost a year ago, my heart fluttered one last time and then finally melted. It had been frozen solid for as long as I can remember, and though ice may melt at zero degrees, I had been searching for the right temperature in vain. For my heart's melting point was you. And that warm, oh so warm feeling returns every time our eyes meet, every time I find myself back in your arms and close to your heart. I was with you for a week just a little while ago and it was us, melted hearts and all. You complete me, you know? I know I know. Sometimes one does just know.
No comments:
Post a Comment