The cold envelops me and I shiver, goosebumps forming
I see a figure clear as ice
His smile sickening in the dark of night
I hear a whisper go through my ear
And suddenly his presence is clear
I'm the statue, not he
"Want to be human?
I bet you do.
For you are a little stutue."
His question surprised me and I turned cold.
"How are you supposed to help this little mold?"
My eyes widen, I can speak!
Then I realize there is a catch.
The conditions are clear.
A home, movement, the way to speak;
Love, adoration, only on one condition."
His words echo and I beg,
"Oh please help me I want to know!"
"Fine, okay, I get that.
You are ice now, but fear not!
A girl you'll be in a moments thought!
But the catch is your heart,
Turned black as night,
No one gets in, they have no right.
Your little friend counts, you know that.
He's just a little "cat""
I looked away, to the one I loved, my answer resolved and that was clear.
"Yes" I said.
My body became real,
Cold as ice, I felt it now.
"The deal is sealed, now here's your heart"
He took mine out and tore it apart.
With the new one, he stopped and placed it in the void.
I'm human now, and I'm cold as ice.
