"Darling, I can never win, can I?"

Those were the last words she trusted to the steps behind her. Gazing at the sincere sky printing her name is bright lights contained inside the stars, she was able to smile for a brief moment between the tears she meant to hide for a long while now. Her feet moved slowly underneath the floor covered with watered stains of the past rain, her hands were safely saved inside the pockets of her faded blue coat. As her white scarf blew against the rage of the wind, her hair made swirls of whistling endeavor.

Giving a deep sigh, her eyelids closed for the briefest of moments as she heard the silence guiding her way. Even though it was a peaceful night concerned in a cocoon of well wrapped mysteries, her mind was the most scandalous mess that she wasn't able to control alone. It was all about words which didn't concern her, balloons of scribbles attained to the back of her head in such a worrying manner; sentences and actions which made her head bobble in dizziness and untrustworthy features.

One feature she had is that she met the future expectations about her inside the lips of the people she cared about the most and, foolishly, she always tried to give the best to fulfill everything they wanted and wish. In the end, it wasn't about her happiness but about the happiness of the ones who surrounded her; that was, exactly, what made her simultaneously happy, when she knew that the people she loved were able to be in an irradiating sensation with her.

Yet, even though things pretended to go around the right way, there was always a glitch between the actions she committed. Few were the people who actually appreciated what she did and more were the people who were blinded by their own ego and jealous knives that pierced her soul in every sleep she tried to have. Complaints were constantly the good morning whispers she heard; yelling was the chanting around her presence before she could close her eyes every single night.

It was atrocious, it was damned. When she thought she'd be able to move on, there was always a rock in which she would trip just by trying to share their heart with others. Perhaps she was able to find shelter around souls which still cared about her first beyond their own needs, but the people who were supposedly not worth it , handled her mind like a well shaped container of clay because of past memories which were reported as good when times were better and transformed into darkness once they found that she'd to anything to please them.

Tears became her first solution, sitting in the edge of a room would be her home for the longest while. Deep in her heart she knew she was doing wrong, but she felt even guiltier to think that people weren't able to be happy even if she gave the very best for her; she felt heartbroken when everything went unappreciated.

The major problem was that she cared too much. Absolutely much, and that tainted her soul with the slightest of scars.

She felt like she would never win a battle. Not because she didn't try her best, but because she tried her very best to not hurt anyone around her even though they were hurting her unexpectedly; for her there was no form of defense but to stay frozen in silence.

Yet, as she walked slowly through diminishing trees and the breathless moon, her thoughts still crawled against her skin as she tried to clear everything by shaking her head. All that she wished at the moment was to stay, even for a brief moment, thinking that everything would be alright.

"Hey!" She could hear a voice calling, she didn't turn around. Since she arrived alone, she didn't think anyone would be able to talk to her, especially a voice she didn't recognize.

"Hey, wait!" The voice said again, this time she could feel how a hand took a grip of her shoulder as she turned around. The image of the stranger made her freeze, not only because she didn't know who this person was, but also because of the beauty contained in him. Wearing a black coat, he smiled. Her gaze went to his back, she saw how a shadow drawn as wings turned into disappearance; she instantly thought it was a sense of her imagination.

"Y-Y-Yes?" She opened her lips.

"Are you ok?" The stranger asked, looking straight into her light brown eyes. His eyes were also brown; behind the darkness of them, she was able to see such a bright aura.

"I-I am..." She replied, feeling how his touch was still on her shoulder. "W-Why?"

"I'm sorry if I scared you" He responded, grinning. "I just saw you earlier and I couldn't help but to see if you were ok" His eyes were still deeply looking at her. "I can see that you are not, though." He pointed to her eyes. "You can tell me you are...but the light purple color below your eyes tells me you haven't slept; the sadness behind your pupils tells me you're in pain."

She took a deep sigh. How could he know that? Was he inventing everything? Was it just a game to wrap her around his charm? Or did he really wanted to help?

Opening her lips to say something, she questioned whether to tell him the truth or tell him she was fine and walk away. Deep inside the corners of her mind, she knew that around her life a stranger wouldn't do much harm if she compared them to the people she knew already. Her gaze lifted, giving a tired sigh. "No, I'm not ok. Haven't been for a while."

"I know I can't be able to ask you for an explanation..." He started walking as he saw her feet moving. "But even though you may not know me, you can trust me."

Her feet still moved as she took a deeper look into his face. "H-Have we met before?" She suddenly asked.

He smiled. "No..." His eyes went down to see the floor as she still looked at him in a reflexive manner. The trail of her sight went off once she turned to walk into the block's corner. A thin silence was shared before she was able to talk properly, telling him about how she was feeling and the situations she has encountered in her past and present; he heard her carefully, analyzing each word and paragraph she expressed as he saw how she moved her hands slightly in order to express herself better.

"That's practically it" She finally said, feeling how her eyes shattered a little bit, drawing a thin layer of water on them. "It's as if...no matter how I much I try to make everyone happy, I can never win, ever. There's always something wrong."

"It's because you always think first in others before yourself." He expressed. "In order to be happy, you need to make yourself happy first." They kept walking, until she reached a stop in front of a house which was automatically familiar to her; her house.

"You do know that if you're sad, it's because you're letting others take advantage of you, right?" He made a sudden stop and took one of her hands inside his toasted skin. "If you're giving the very best inside a friendship or inside a relationship, you shouldn't be afraid, you shouldn't be sad. You know why? Because you're giving everything with all of your heart. If they don't know how to appreciate what you do, the only thing you should do is to ignore them and keep going with the kindness you irradiate from your soul. I know sometimes it's difficult to not care, because in several points of your life, they became extremely important to you. I know it's sad that around trails of your livings, things get shattered because of further egos, because they get blinded in their own necessities and never respect yours." He grinned, interlacing her fingers with his. "But please do know that there's people out there who still love you for who you are, and who will see everything good that is in you. Please do know that there's still people out there who wish to have someone like you in their lives; people who will appreciate you even more than the past ones."

She looked at him surprised. His words flew with the sense of love and caring; with protection and brightness. "You shouldn't be afraid because, they're the ones who are losing; not you. You're growing, they are not."

And, suddenly, his arms extended themselves as he came closer to her; tightening her inside a warm hug while bleak tears fell cautiously down her eyes. She felt how she was encapsulated into bright cocoon, lightness surrounding her. As her eyes went wide, she tried to decipher what was happening as she felt a fervent kiss getting sealed on her forehead.

"Everything will be fine, I promise." He whispered. "Because I'm always by your side. You thought I was familiar to you...well, I am. I'm always there, and always will be. You're one of the few people who still holds the biggest of hearts. Be strong, kid. Good things await for you."

Out of the blue, a streak of captured lighting and flashes happened; leaving her with her hands over her face and her knees on the floor. As her ears started to sense more peaceful and common sounds, her hands went down slowly; she was left alone, he was no longer there.

Standing up, she looked above as she took out one of her hands into the air and stretched her fingers. A single, long feather fell on them. Looking at the pure white color in it, she gazed at the deep dark blue sky and smiled.

"You're winning, for I am there with you; always."