Searching for a pattern, seeing a broken heart in new love, Why do we let old hurt ruin present happiness. A letter from a girl who found love again, and is still haunted by her last great love. She is looking for hope that perhaps this time she will not run from her happiness.
What makes a person decide not to fight anymore? Is it suicide or murder when he finally gives up? So when society loads the gun and hands it to her, can we really blame her for pulling the trigger? For everyone who feels lost, and everyone who doesn’t understand, i hope the next time someone screams for help, we wont scream wolf.