Cold-Hearted Ice Princess

You only love me when my blood runs cold.

You only love me when my heart is pumping out razor sharp slivers of ice.

I can't be that person all the time. I refuse to be that person all the time. But just for you, I'll put my blood in the freezer an hour before I see you. The 30 minutes of warm-up time should be enough for you to stop loving me until the next time. Wait. There won't be a next time.