I haven't frozen yet.
Her coldness hasn't quite destroyed me yet, although I'm sure it will.
She doesn't care anymore, no one cares anymore.
Watching the sun fall into the land, I wish I would just freeze.
At least then I would be solid and I wouldn't melt inside every time she looks at me.
My heart would be frozen in my chest, with no remorse from the cold.
I hate that good for nothing sun.
It always thaws me out before my heart stops beating.