Under his lead, she trailed after him, watching his back that assured of things she had given up on wishing for—once she felt a crack, and to heal she moved on only to find herself broken yet again, and before the next, something within whispered at her that it wasn't going to work, and it didn't, leaving her crumbling, and before another one, something told that she couldn't handle once again, and it was proved that she indeed couldn't, and before another one, something claimed that she wasn't worth it, and….she believed it, 'isn't this enough for me to learn?' she thought and shattered into bits, things she yearned for soon turned wilful and meaningless, since then she gave up on his yearning for that dream that remained as such to date….
As she pushed herself away before she felt that she could get hurt;