Cannonball

And right then

When you thought

Just maybe that

What you felt

Might be true

Who ever it

Is and so

You changed accepted

Redacted and ignored

All bells and

Whistles warning you

To be careful

Running and jumping

Off the pier

Fear behind you

Until you hit

The icy cold

Bold frozen water

Realizing too late

That chilly people

Cripple warm hearts