She was a good girl..

She was a good girl. A very good one. An obedient child, a loyal friend and a loving companion. She was great with her hands and generous at the heart. Her face lights up when she smile and her laughs makes babies giggle. Every touch from her was tender and every gaze from her is a bless. She was pure. Innocent. She was like beautiful winter snow.

But behind every sunny day comes a stormy weather.
Her storm, her mistake, her missteps..
.. changed everything.

What happen to the winter snow? the obedient, loyal and loving being.
She was banished from love, pain towards the eyes and reject by the nature. She was exiled, lonely and dismayed.
Just because of one tiny forbidden love.

Apparently, she is insignificant.
A petty little being.

She nearly gave up the light in her, the wonders she had in her, the self belief that kept her together. But all it takes was the wind to whisper into her ears..

"For your ears were made for hearing, 

but your heart was made to listen. 

Your eyes were made for looking, 

but your heart was made to see. 

Your hands were made for touching, 

but your heart was made to feel."