A lone soul walks through the white forest.
Icy as her frozen heart she sees her memories still frozen in place.
Though much time has passed, many seasons have changed.
Her soul still bleeds for him, every step of the way.
She hopes that like the seasons change, her wounds will heal.
She hopes she may one day forget.
Perhaps one day she can free herself from her icy past.
Leave her pain behind still froozen in those golden memories never to return.
Time will keep moveing forward, and so must she.
