There’s a block of ice where my heart should be.  It’s been there for months now.  Deep within it, trapped like a fossil in amber, lies love and passion.

I fear it.

I stand in the cold to shelter it from forces that would melt it.  I refuse to allow myself to burn too brightly, too deeply.  I feed it the chill of an empty bed, of an empty home.  I turn down the heat in my home and shiver instead.

Welcome home, I announce to it.  We’re back where we’ve always been.  This is what we know best.  We dare not stray from our fences again.

I stare out the plane window, its engines carrying me away from the one person who might sway me back to warmth, if given enough time.  I miss the fire.  I curse the blisters.  The cold consumes me.  The ice water pours through my veins, rinsing away all foolishness before.  I will not be baptized in flames.  I will be washed away.

There is a block of ice where my heart remains a fossil, on display.

Day Ten:  Make This Go On Forever – Snow Patrol

Please don’t let this turn into something it’s not
I can only give you everything I’ve got
I can’t be as sorry as you think I should
But I still love you more than anyone else could

All that I keep thinking throughout this whole flight
Is it could take my whole damn life to make this right
This splintered mast I’m holding on won’t save me long
Because I know fine well that what I did was wrong

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final sentence you ever uttered to me was love

We have got through so much worse than this before
What’s so different this time that you can’t ignore
You say it is much more than just my last mistake
And we should spend some time apart for both our sakes

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final sentence you ever uttered to me was love

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final sentence you ever uttered to me was love

And I don’t know where to look
My words just break and melt
Please just save me from this darkness…