The end is near. She knows it.
Reality has almost completely materialized.
The feeling is no longer there. Her heart cries for its loss.
She no longer knows what to do. Press on and face eventual pain… or let it all go… let herself go.
She silently sits in the shadows. A tear drops.
Both mind and heart do not one to let go. Why?
She doesn’t want to face reality. That’s why.
She doesn’t want to believe all will be lost once she lets go.
All will be lost once she lets go.