Sharing piece of her mind, she hit too numerous heartbeats, but only one beat kept her rhythm alive.
As the days went by, she danced her senses away and left so many words unspoken. Living life in the dark, she avoided the light, since fear had become her token.
But the vow she had made to herself and the fate she had accepted in the very beginning made her sorrows decay. While the night and the day brought her back to her own purpose of living.
Knowing that temporary existance leaves residue, and the persistance of the scars she had tamed from the ones she had blamed for the emptiness and cold, she is now standing tall. And she has finally realized that the heart and the mind may be fully combined. ‘Cause love and patience leaves no space for the remnants of hate, of pain, of shame or blame.