Never had she thought she'd fall for her of all people. Made up elegance in a sexy but sweet dress. It was impossible. Lost her mind, she must have. Control, she was lacking too. Of course, this can't happen, she told herself. The very thought was madness. Cars carrying dreams were passing her by on this highway of reality. And it was too late for her anyway. Both her heart and brain were well aware of this fact. Of her view of the cup, whether it was half full or half empty, she viewed hers as shattered and incapable of holding anything. Her happy ending would come some day, what bullshit.