Actions Speak Louder Than Words

His words trapped under a freezing lake, his feelings enwrapped under frozen layers of an iceberg. The layers consisting of "K" sounds and drawn out "Oooo's." He was smothered under his personal frozen sea. He was still, but he was content. He didn't mind being an observer, it was safer to remain still. Flames would often brush up against him and he wouldn't know what to do, so he remained still. Hot summer, liquid heat, and shining stars would try to melt his icy exterior, but to no avail. He would often think that they gave up on him, but in reality, he knew he gave up on himself.