I know
I know you are hurt. That you think you are ice. A thousand walls put up, Soldiers guarding every small cracks, Ready to defend the Enemy of memory, of what use to be, of new, possible love. I know you think you are Frozen forever, That you cannot truly love again, As before. I know you think you are monstrous, A beast, Undeserving of love From anyone and everyone. I know you think you Deserve to be hurt, To be unloved. I...