You could always make me laugh
When I was younger and used to cry
Because I had bruises up the back of my legs
You would see them but knew I didn’t want to talk
You would just give me a hug and tell me not to cry
That my tears would turn to icicles

We spend years apart- I still found a way to laugh
I was older, but I still cried
Because I had bruises all over my heart
You couldn’t see them, because I had disappeared
I needed you to tell me not to cry
My soul became an icicle

I came back, after many years, you made me laugh
When I logged on AIM ready to cry
Because people continued to bruise my heart
I would tell you ,but you ignored my pain
You would distract me though, so I didn’t cry
I skated around the icicles

Now we’re apart again- and don’t worry I laugh
But the thought of you makes me cry
You bruised me worst of all
The first time I left because I had to
The second time you pushed me away- I cried
You stabbed me with an icicle