After Snow

I loved her with everything I had.
I didn't know her, her true self.

"Do you know what comes after snow?" She would ask strangers.
And everyone else including me, would reply, "Water, of course."
And with her eyes clouded, as if she was in far away world, would reply;
"A beginning, everything that was once covered in snow, is born again. More beautiful than the last time."
And those words would shock you, and you wouldn't know what to reply to that, and when you finally figured out what you could say, she would come back to you.
She would ask, "Wouldn't it be amazing if people were the same way?"

[ I own, I may not know every detail of this illness, but I'll try my best. Please don't steal, if you do. I'll get Chuck Norris. We tight. Thank you and please enjoy.]

[This story was also called 'With Every Bone' in the past. Due to personal circumstances, I've changed it to 'After Snow'. Please continue to read, because the name change was the only change performed in this story. ]