A cold heart drifting in a vast sea.
In search of the things that cannot be found.
Taking time in killing itself.
Never to resurface again.
A cold heart turned to ice
Resting in peace, no heat can melt it back.
Lost in the darkest part of the sea
Where no one will find it.
An ice heart longing to melt
Grasping every opportunity that may rise
Falling from the wrong founder
Wasted as it shattered to pieces.
A shattered heart melted
Never knowing what it gained or lost
Longing to be whole again
Imperfect as it stands.
A melted heart wanting to boil
Arising from the land it doesn't know
Looking for the things cannot be found in the sea
Burying the past, accepting the scars.
Learned from the finest.
A warm heart accepted everything
Fought and found a rightful owner.
Slowly boils as it rejoices.
For what it longs has already been seen.