My name was stone,
I was cold, and hard and heartless.
I was the rock above a grave.
There was a person buried deep under me,
but all I showed was marble with labels on it.
"I don't need you, I don't need anyone"
"I'm on my own, and I like it this way".
Then you came along and awakened a burning deep inside me.
Something that made me feel sick.
I became clammy, and nervous.
Sweaty and worried.
You showed what it felt to have tingles down my spine.
A neverwracking feeling to receive a text.
You called me beautiful, and alive.
Not dull, and painless.
You made me human again.
I don't know how long this will last,
if you will always be there,
But I do know, that for a few brief moments,
You loved me.
And I learned to love again,
after so long.
This is a pain, I can't help but crave.
Thank you for that.