Can determination and hope win out over past heartbreak and fear?
Our 2nd Person's POV
I can see what's been going on.
The one person I've yearned for being treated like a play thing and having his heart trampled on.
It was the same old story time and time again.
The last thing I want to see is that gentle heart being broken again and know that if I had the chance, I could protect it and stop it from shattering under the torture of all the venom that his partners spit out.
The only problem is, my heart fears rejection even though it isn't healthy.
Can it belong to him?
I can only hope
