She's dying. She's feeling so much pain. She feels as if she doesn't deserve him... She doesn't want to disappoint him. She can't breathe, her heart is heavy and her will is gone. She's afriad he'll let her go... She can't live without him...
Hannah lays next to her phone... waiting for his call to tell her everything will be fine, that she is worthy of him... She waits and waits... but he doesn't call...
The lonely night comes and shes still waiting... She doesn't eat... Her stomach growls, begging to eat but she can't... She'll wait for him...
Another day comes... and she's no longer alive. She still lives but feels nothing... She's no longer Hannah...
She walks in the mirror, looks at the face that stayed up all night crying... waiting for the boy that once before brought her blue skies to only cover her world in permanent storm clouds. She no longer see's the light in her eyes, and she can no longer cry. She wipes her face of the dry tears and gives herself a new name...
She leaves her home, this time for good, with no where to go and nothing to stay for, she enter the world as Lola...
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