"How do I live when I have to break myself down just to mend him?" *** That one moment, those few words in life are enough to never make it the same again. It has been six months since Ana broke up with Dean and two since her funeral. Every day feels like a heavy blanket weighing him down but not keeping him warm enough in the wintry cold. Every touch and words unsaid send pangs to his heart as he realizes that he can never say them again even if he wanted to run to her and scream them one day. Losing her love didn't hurt as much as losing her forever. But is this truly the end of his life as Dean makes it to be? Or is it a chance for a new beginning, a new awakening in the worst way possible?