For your enriching saga we froze our combined heart of jelly to the ground.
Til the time you would come back after a risky but trusting year.
Slashing it up from its frozen state with this random tool of a love breaker.
We said that we would make it, you said that we would make it.
I was loyal, you were not.
Wondering, will I torment it or wait with the scalpel that you hate?