- 'I remember the days when you were known for your kindness.' He appeared as a reflection from the misty glass window she was blankly looking at.
'Kindness is a word unknown to me now. This is the thing strength takes away from you.'
She said in a shivering voice. Her eyes drooped, watched his bare, cold feet.
'You used to shine brighter than a flame. Now, you are just a cold wax. Cold, shiny wax.'
He said carefully choosing his words.
'There comes a time when love comes to you and right in that moment you realize that you don't want love...'
She turned and glanced at me to finish her sentence.
'...neither you can love anyone.
Not anymore.' She sighed with a smile as she walked out of the room.
'They say it right. Cold burns are way more fatal than the hot ones.'
He said to himself as he watched her walk away from him.
Tears pooled his eyes.
