as i stood outside her house, a single yellow rose in my hand, i started to doubt my decisions. 

  was it really worth it?

  i smacked myself on the side of my head, hoping to coax the terrible thoughts out of my brain.

  the one thought continued to pound against my skull, begging for me to break.

  pleading for me to shatter.

  this is just one girl, did i really have to save her?

  what was she to me?

  she's just a girl.

  in a gruesome world.

  she's alone.

  nobody deserves to be alone.

  she deserves to be saved.

  she deserves to live.

  everyone does.

 what drove her to think that she wasn't wanted?

 well, she was.

and i was going to be the one to show her.

 the yellow rose pricked my palm, pulling me from my thoughts.

 it was time to pull the sunshine from the clouds.