How did she manage to still love in a world full of coldness and ignorant stipulations?
A cold quiet eruption that she thought was frozen over.
Her heart still beat even when the pieces were shattered.
It could only take one to make her lava overflow.
Who would trigger the beast inside her?
The monster that had consumed her grief and kept her hidden.
Hidden behind stone walls 50 feet high.
Who would take Goliath's sledgehammer and rip those stone walls apart?
Who was brave enough to enter inside this girls broken heart?
Patching up the pieces of lovers past.
Rebuilding a structure she thought wouldn't last.
Because her fear is you are like the last.
She sees through you like glass.
Torn apart she hopes you will make her warm again.
Feel her soul with hope and desires.
The future wouldn't seem so bleak if only she could meet
Who can erupt her fire
Make her feel whole and less cold