"Have you ever held a piece of ice between your fingers, hoping it wouldn’t melt? So that, you can look at the beauty of the clear coldness of the texture? The untainted color of the cold. That solid piece of water that has been in the dark and coldness. The feeling ofthe cold against your skin, between your fingers feel so cold, you would just let go and it will fall onto the ground and a little ‘tick’sound when it lands. If you look closely at the texture, you can seethe pure and clear color. When you taste the coldness of the ice, you taste nothing. No taste of bitter, spice, salty or sweetness of the ice. If you focus and taste the ice, you can taste the sweetness of the ice. The pure, clear, sweetness.
Just because it’s cold and tasteless, it can be something special. It’s something worth being with. Even if it’s just water.
Water.Something that people need to survive. Without it, you will die. Why not give it a chance, to a little piece of cold solid water?
As the liquid falls from your fingertips, sliding down your hand, and finally to the surface of the table. You feel as though, you are that spec of liquid, from the melting piece of ice.

From what you see, is not what it looks like. Even if you’re cold and emotionless, it doesn’t mean you’re nothing."

from a FF
"LIKE ICE" by joongielover @ livejournal