When the world is crumbling at my feet and all hope is gone. She appears, like a shadow in the dark mist. Her long brown hair falls in loose waves that dance with the wind. I close my eyes for a split second and rub my eyes as curiosity shoots through me. But as I open my eyes she's gone. It must have been the exhaustion sinking into my thoughts and clouding my vision, because as I look around I'm surrounded by the dusk night sky.. I'm alone.

Can you save a heart that doesn't want to be saved?