She sat, head against her closest door, head bowed between her knees.
She wept of her losses, her misses, and the things she will forever live with.
All she ever wanted was these things to lighten, for her load to lessen. She needed it.
Hopeless she sat until she felt something coming from her door.
Starry-eyed she stared at the golden-glowing frame.
The handle shifted to reveal a man.
A beautiful young man with a wonder-glow surrounding him.
The girl, instantly drawn, overcome with emotions, ran toward the man.
In their embrace she wept, this time with tears of hope.
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