One should never mourn. We get what we lose in one form or another. Sometimes we have our hands full and sometimes we are left with nothing. A beautiful soul like hers has been trapped in a wrecked wagon for so long that she has forgotten how to breathe and break free of the barriers of hopelessness. 

She is capable of loving people despite knowing she may get hurt in the process like she did before. She gives attention to the smallest matters and that's rare. She accepts love knowing it is hiding under the covers of selfishness. She has fallen many times and got her heart crushed. People thought she was a fool to trust the darkness, but she took the leap of fate in the hopes to overcome it.

She spent many sleepless nights wondering what was wrong with her? What more she could've done? She went back and forth thinking whether she took the right step?

People thought she was just another lost hopeless romantic who will find her way back, one day. And, she did. She came back from the darkness and waited for the day to come. She built a place on the edge to survive.

Keeping her fingers crossed she gambled with her fate again. She thought over it countless times and decided to swim in the ocean of fate.

She fell again, almost drowned, and got her heart crushed. She picked up the pieces of her broken heart and put them back together. This time she promised herself she would never gamble again. Those were the words that came out of her mouth, for her it was easier that way. But what she didn't know her soul had an imprint of the 'Leap of fate.' 

Her body is a wanderer and her soul is now ready to unveil another mystery.

This time, she will be careful but what is love, if not being careless and hopeless?