As her icy heart defrosts, you see it ice back up. Like a hand recoiling to your touch. Things are so much easier when there are no walls. To melt the ice that dwells within, that was the goal. But the cold icicles are dug in too deep like…

Don't ask a question unless you are fully prepared for the answer. You asked me what I was fed up with ? I'm fed up with being un-noticed. I'm fed up with being undermined because I am not someone else. I'm fed up with the hollow feeling i…