Other words die at the end of each verse, but these words lived beyond life. Pulsating. Captivating. Hypnotizing. The words followed her through her breath until she couldn’t breathe anymore. The words followed her through life until there is no other life for her anymore.  

Until the truth became untruth.

And God, she felt the earth again.  

Now she’s back, as she sees the light in the humanness of the dark, as colors peek from the emptiness of her canvas, as she feels the human breath about. 

Yes, it happened, and she is forgiven, for she didn’t see it coming. She couldn’t help but believe but never again, never again.

End of her story. Back to you, ice.