My once red rose has now turned into a brittle wilt. My heart used to beat with the love i had for you...but now...now its cold as ice. Frigid is now how I am because  of all this. The shadows of yesterday are burrowed into my heart and mind as I grieve for the once in a lifetime happiness. Because of you... i am now afraid to show my real self, afraid to speak the right in this wrong. I have no muse for my song. I am a fraction of the woman i used to be. I wanted to share the stars and moon. But now I can offer only my frost bitten bitter tears.