Fire and Snow, Again
How I hate you.
Oh, how I hate your rain smell.
I used to love it but now it just means pain.
Not the pain of the change.
But the pain of your words.
You don't love me anymore.
"Worthless" you say "forgettable little mink".
Then we fight.
And now I'm standing here staring at you.
You glare at me as you lay on the bed.
Our bed.
When you stand and your bare chest shines in the sun.
It reminds me how much more I hate you.
When you walk to me and stand in front of me.
It reminds me of every time you've hurt me.
When your face softens and you brush my cheek.
It reminds me of why I loved you once.
I turn away from you.
I don't want to be anywhere near you.
But your hands grab my arms and force me to look at you.
Your snow is melting my raging fire.
I try to ignore you.
Ignore the look in your eyes but I can't.
It's pulling me in and drowning me.
Forcing me to love you again.
You lean down and catch my lips.
Your kiss is cold.
Mine is hot.
Our breaths tangle and compete.
Hot on cold.
Fire on snow.
And even though I don't want it too.
Love flares up inside me like a bonfire.
And I feel your ice sickle love shatter me.
"I'm sorry" you breathe "I love you".
"I know" I whisper "me too".
You pull me down on the bed and hold me.
Our temperatures collide.
We don't speak.
Just breath.
We don't dare do more.
We don't want to fight again.
I don't want to fight again.
"Promise me we won't fight anymore" I break the silence.
You don't say anything.
"Please" I beg, pressing my forehead to yours.
You sigh "only if your fire burns out".
I smile "only if you snow melts away".
And you smile.
And you love me.
And I love you.
And this is how we'll always be.
Because we cant exist in peace.
But neither can fire and snow.
And that's what we truly are.
You and me forever
As fire and snow…again.