Our fate.

With a heart so big it aches for every chance of reciprocation, yet still rejected. Inserting the next bullet wound.... Does she die??? No bc with a heart so big its expected, with plenty of space for more... For us with hearts bigger than our thoughts. We are the target and the world is our daggers... Is death our fate, creeping silently, after it's all said and done?? Or is there more to our story?....to be continued...