She sat there for more than an hour...
Under the only shade where no one went to when it rained.
She thought so hard.
She felt the edge.
The furthest to where she could still feel her thoughts.
She almost lost it. She fought to think it straight...
But she couldn't.
She broke down.
She cried.
She searched for those who are true to her.
Those she had always searched for for that shoulder to cry on.
They were all there for her.
They are always there for her, even though they are far away.
She felt better.
But the problem couldn't go.
She thinks about it everytime she hears his voice.
The sun went down.
The sky darkened to night.
She prayed.
God gave her an answer.
It's up to her to find what truly makes her happy.
But she feels sorry.
Sorry that the answer isn't going to work out well for everyone.
It's the only thing that would make her happy.
She believes so.
Should she take the chance?
Or continue with the problem... And try her best to adapt to it?
Even if it would make her bleed again, and again, and again...
How long could she take it?
How long would she take it?
Is she strong enough?
She doubts it. But dares not face it.
The answer was with her long enough.
She just never faced it.
How could she?
She has never done anything so harsh.
Could she forgive herself for it?
Is it worth it?
Is happiness the most important thing?
If so, she would take the chance.
And start a new life. The one she once had.
Like a Butterfly.
She's trying.. to find THE way...
