She stood in the rain, outside in the cold and her body trembling. She was so beautiful, so delicate, so vulnerable and so sad. Her body trembled in the cold night, the snow, yes the snow so white, seemed so beautiful near her. The cold night wind blew through the beautiful woman's hair and you could always hear a wonderful melody near her, it was so sad and so beautiful, so wonderful and incomprehensible. The woman turned around, her white dress, including what she was wearing, was blowing in the wind, she was crying and kneeling on the ground, she looked into the reality that was just as terrible for her as death may come.
"Why, why only him ...?" She whispered in her hurt voice. Next to the woman lay a motionless body, the body of her best friend and her great secret love, yes - the love of her life, her so terrible life, whose little light spark he was ...

She loved,
she loved him so much, a spark, a light & a soul?
A wish, the wish, this only wish that will never come true
would. This most disgusting feeling of what to be in her forever
That so damn unquenched pain that filled her heart. A flame that went out, that would no longer be kindled, that would leave it dark forever….