Lost and lonely. These are powerful emotions that make people do things that are totally out of character for them. Your friends and family become concerned, but you feel like they can't comprehend what you're going through and feeling. When you reach out, it feels like everything and everyone is always just out of reach. Then something happens...someone finds you. Someone understands and helps. You connect, and you give your life over to this person. You think you've found love, and you can finally move on.
But what if the person you think is your savior isn't? What do you do when the one you've fallen in love with in poison to your system? Do you accept it, and slowly allow yourself to die, or do you live on in solitude?
What if you are dying either way?
