And If She Runs

I always dreamed, but my fairy tale dream was so realistic. It was real to the point that I dreamed of winter as warmth and never distant. My mother told me life is full of broken promises and if we want to survive, then deal with it, but if we want to live , then strive to keep the unbroken ones from being hatred's last week's leftovers. Until last December...I saw what it really was. I saw what it can make you do, if you let it. Everyone wants to love you when the sun is shinning and warm, but once the snow storm comes raging in, they disappear like snowflakes melting on the ground. My name is Inna...Inna Maria and I say it's hard to walk in the cold but it's even harder to run while it's hot!