Love like you mean it, girl.
Give it away.
Hold him close.
Fingers interlacing,
interlocking.

Stop running.
Stop hiding.

Love him like you mean it.
Nobody can tell
how you truly feel.

You're frigid,
cold,
icy.

Let him warm your hands,
instead of your cooling latte.
Let him warm your heart,
because, girl, you're starting to freeze.

Let him in,
and love like you mean it.

- Hannah Jo, 2009

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