The agonizing pain from all the heartaches frosted over me. With each and every hurt, comes a sting or a burn from the consuming cold. I thought I met someone who could make me warm. Time passed and the layers I wore for protection slowly disappeared. Once I was bare, I began to shiver. I no longer felt warm, gusts of freezing winds began to slowly pull him away from me until I was stranded. Alone in this wintry tundra of damge and loneliness, I began to turn blue. Everything went numb, and I knew I was done for. You see, nobody will ever love someone who's been frostbitten.
