Literature
Ice
Ice in my heart. Ice in my head. Was this what it's like? Is this what always happens- how it ends?
After such a terrible war, I'd found someone, someone to share life with. So beautiful, so perfect- someone who understands; just to lose it all again, let it all go like this? As she stood there, tears streaming down her face, I wanted so much to run to her, hold her in my arms, say "everything's alright", just feel the touch of her hand against mine.
But I felt only ice.
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Ice in my heart. Ice in my head. All that time, before I met him, there I was, just living my life. But then I realised- that wasn't