But dreams will never be reality. It's ironic how we give away our hearts, unwillingly, to people who don't care...who will never want or need them. The pain remains....as you soul fades away...slowly.....reality collides with your dreams and....inside..you die. Alone....afraid. Who do you run to...when the only person in the world who can make you stop crying, is the exactly the one who's making you cry?