A case of ice is encasing her heart
A hatred for him is growing them apart.
But loves warmth keeps melting the cold
And so again and again she embraces his soul.
Oh, what misuse she endures
The childlike things he does is a cross she bears.
In this she knows he loves her dear,
And does not quite understand the silliness he wears,
Is unraveling the thread of scared love, that can become an ensnaring
trap of the love that he gives not back.