the ice, not there yesterday, appeared overnight under the stars. i didn’t welcome it or reject it. it just formed from the embrace of the frozen air while i slept. they say that if you sink far enough the water rests a steady temperature. but today, on the surface, the water and ice will kill you fast. why did i think of my heart when i first laid eyes on you this morning? i know it’s because my heart often freezes, sometimes solid. my love grows so cold it can kill when all that is my life turns my emotions to frost. o my god, don’t let me ice over. help me to keep my heart warm, even under the most brisk of circumstance. for it takes so much longer to thaw than to freeze.