It's up to you

She's crying silent tears,
Letting them roll down her soft cheeks.
Her hand just won't stop moving,
Flicking across her perfect wrist.

Her heart's been broken,
And her spirit is torn.
She doesn't think she can trust anyone,
With all these new emotions being born.

She doesn't want to let go,
But she knows she can't keep holding on.
She wishes it didn't have to be so,
But something all goes wrong.

She looks out the window,
And watches the rain fall down.
For a minute her mind goes blank,
But then she remembers and sadly frowns.

The story is for you to finish,
Let it play out in your own mind.
What ever happens to her is up to you,
For this story is no longer mine.....